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W.S.S.S:
Lake Davineer (Vocals/Guitar)
Vorn Dont le Père Etait Marin (Vocals/Squeezebox)
Su Keates (Fiddle)

W.S.S.S would like to thank: Croche Dedans for being awesome, NZ France Friendship Fund for allowing us to travel to France, friends, family & shanty lovers everywhere.

Croche Dedans:
Jean Philippe Davodeau (Chant)
Benjamin Thomas (Accordéon/Chant)
Gregory Lambart (Banjo/Chant)
Cedrick Terpereau (Guitare/Chant)

Croche dedans remercie : W.S.S.S parce qu’ils sont so AHOY, Michel Tonnerre, les amis et les ceusses qui nous accompagnent et qui nous portent.

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released June 25, 2018

Recorded at Studios Musique Cour et Jardin, Vertou in May 2017
Engineered by Gaëtan Griveau
Mixed by Lake McKenna
Mastered by Joshua Lynn @ Thinkt

Enregistré au Studios Musique Cour et Jardin, Vertou en Mai 2017
Enregistré par Gaëtan Griveau
Mixé par Lake McKenna
Mastering par Joshua Lynn @ Thinkt

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Track Name: Drunken Sailor/ Quand le marin est saoul
Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul?
Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning?

CHORUS

Ouais hey & up she rises!
Ouais hey & up she rises!
Ouais hey & up she rises early in the morning!

What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning?

Put him in the longboat till he’s sober
Put him in the longboat till he’s sober!
Put him in the longboat till he’s sober early in the morning

CHORUS

Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul?
Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul?
Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul dès le petit matin?

Laisse lui du temps sur le gaillard d’avant
Laisse lui du temps sur le gaillard d’avant!
Laisse lui du temps sur le gaillard d’avant dès le petit matin

CHORUS

What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor early in the morning?

Shave his balls with a rusty razor
Shave his balls with a rusty razor!
Shave his balls with a rusty razor early in the morning

CHORUS

Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul?
Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul?
Comment tu la joues quand le marin est saoul dès le petit matin?

Botte lui l’cul sur la planche de salut
Botte lui l’cul sur la planche de salut!
Bottes lui le cul sur la planche de salut dès le petit matin

That’s what we do with a drunken sailor
That’s what we do with a drunken sailor!
Voilà ce qu’on joue quand le marin est saoul dès le petit matin

CHORUS
Track Name: Reagan Dougan
C’était un fameux équipage à bord du manchester
Tous des forbans, des gars du large commandés par Spencer
“Une chaîne en or une jambe de bois” c’était notre serment
Quoi qu’il arrive on est avec toi jusqu’au jugement

REFRAIN

So reagan dougan et vous autres matelots
À l’abordage le partage n’en sera que plus gros
Tuez les tous pour leurs écus ou vous serez pendus
À la plus haute vergue du mât comme un bourgeois cossu

T'was a sacred gang 'o scum sea farin' pirates all
Scallywags each 'n every one, at daylight & night fall
To steal & loot & stab & shoot it's our occupation
For the gold you have to kill - it's no quarter given!

CHORUS

So Reagan Dougan and the sailor folk Hi Ho!
Stand by to board! & then our hoard! will only grow & grow!
Slay 'em all for the haul or your final hurrah
'll be to hang your neck in noose like a pompous bourgeois!

Roulez dans l’ivresse et la fièvre sans peur d’être pendu
Votre coeur se nourrit de rêve vos mains ont du sang dessus
Pour une fille ou une injure on se battra demain
Ne rêvons que d’autres captures et de nouveaux butins!

REFRAIN

Hurrah the girls hurrah the fair we moor in the Caribees
We're gonna drink up to forget great carnage of the seas.
And in my final battle fought my arm got cut right off
After one thousand coins were swiped from a stinkin' bourgeois toff!

CHORUS

REFRAIN
Track Name: The Wellerman
There was a ship that put to sea,
The name of the ship was the Billy of Tea
The winds blew up, her bow dipped down,
O blow, my bully boys, blow.

Chorus

Soon may the Wellerman come
And bring us sugar and tea and rum.
One day, when the tonguin’ is done,
We’ll take our leave and go.

She had not been two weeks from shore
When down on her a right whale bore.
The captain called all hands and swore
He’d take that whale in tow.

Before the boat had hit the water
The whale’s tail came up and caught her.
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down below.

No line was cut, no whale was freed;
The Captain’s mind was not of greed,
But he belonged to the whaleman’s creed;
She took the ship in tow.

For forty days, or even more,
The line went slack, then tight once more.
All boats were lost (there were only four)
But still the whale did go.

As far as I know, the fight’s still on;
The line’s not cut and the whale’s not gone.
The Wellerman makes his regular call
To the Captain, crew, and all.
Track Name: 15 Marins
Long John Silver a pris le commandement
Des marins, et vogue la galère
Il tient ses hommes comme il tient le vent
Tout l'monde a peur de Long John Silver.

(Refrain)
Quinze marins sur le bahut du mort
Hop là ho ! une bouteille de rhum
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort
Hop là ho ! une bouteille de rhum

Et c'est Bill, le second du corsaire,
Cap’tain Flérit dit la colère
Il est revenu du royaume des morts
Pour hanter la cache au trésor.

Essaie un peu de l’ contrecarrer
Et tu iras où tant d'autres sont allés
Quelqu's uns aux vergues et quelqu's uns par d'ssus bord
Tous pour nourrir les poissons d'abord.

Nous finirons tous par danser la gigue
La corde au cou, au quai du pendu
Toi, John Forest, et toi, John Berugg
Si près du gibet qu'j'en ai l'cou tordu.
Track Name: Salió de Jamaica
Salió de Jamaica,
rumbo a Nueva York,
un barco velero,
un barco velero cargado de ron.

En medio del mar
el barco se hundió,
la culpa la tuvo
el señor capitán que se emborrachó.

No siento el barco,
no siento el barco que se perdió,
siento el piloto,
siento el piloto y la tripulación.

Pobres marinos,
pobres pedazos de corazón
que la mar brava,
que la mar brava se los llevó

Señor capitán
déjeme subir
a izar la bandera
del palo más alto de su bergantín.

No siento el barco,
no siento el barco que se perdió,
siento el piloto,
siento el piloto y la tripulación.

Pobres marinos,
pobres pedazos de corazón
que la mar brava,
que la mar brava se los llevó

Señor capitán
déjeme subir
a izar la bandera
del palo más alto de su bergantín.


Pobres marinos,
pobres pedazos de corazón
que la mar brava,
que la mar brava se los llevó
Track Name: La Complainte Des Terres Neuva / The Men of the Grand Banks’ Cry
Il faut qu' tout l' monde mange ici-bas !
C'est-y pas vrai ?
C'est-y pas vrai ?
Everyone one of us down here must be fed
It's true what I say and the Grand Banks are vast

We signed up to toil on the sea
It’s true what I say!
It’s true what I say!
Cos on land we’ve got younguns to feed
It's true what I say and the Grand Banks are vast

Des fois l'un d'nous tombe dans la mer
C’est comme dans une grande gueule affamée

There’s no sense in shedding a tear
Them fishes deserve their fair share

Les ceusses qui restent après ça,
S' mettent à pêcher ces poissons-là

We’ll fish till we’ve till broken our backs
So the agent on land can get fat

Il faut qu' tout l' monde mange ici-bas
Y a qu' nos petiots qui ne mangent pas

If we make land with nothing to sell
Then the young uns have nothing as well

Alors, qu'est-ce qu'on va foutre là-bas ?
What the hell are we gonna do now

On va pêcher avec not' coeur
So the agent on land can get fat
It's true what I say and the Grand Banks are vast
Track Name: Haul Away Joe
When I was a little lad,
Or so my mother told me
Way, haul away,
we’ll haul away, Joe
That if I did not kiss the girls
My lips would grow all mouldy
Way, haul away
We’ll haul away, Joe.

Louis était le roi de France
Avant la révolution
Then he got his head cut off
Which spoiled his constitution.

Mon premier flirt s’appelait Rosie,
Une fille de la rue de Dalby
Then I got a Brooklyn gal
She damn near drove me crazy.

So I got a Tawa girl
And she was kind and tender
She left me for a Aucklander
Elle m’a largué pour un trader
épais comme un jambon beurre

Way, haul away
I’ll sing to you of Nancy
Way, haul away
She’s just my cut and fancy.

Oh, once I was in Napier
Workin' at the New World
Et me voilà seul comme un chien
Vendeur de pompes à Graslin

The cook is in the galley
Making duff so handy
Le captain dans sa cabine
Se la colle au brandy

Way, haul away
The good ship is a-bowling
Way, haul away
The sheet is now a-blowing.

Way, haul away
We’ll haul away together
Way, haul away
We’ll haul for better weather.
Track Name: Le Corsaire Le Grand Coureur / The Corsair The Great Runner
The corsaire the grand coureur
a vessel of disaster
when the fleet leave the shore
in pursuit of enemy
The wind, the waves, and the war
turn against these men of sea

CHORUS

C'mon all hands hooray
C'mon all hands hoorah!

Allons les gars, gai, gai,
Allons les gars gaiement.

Il est parti de Lorient
Avec bell' mer et bon vent.
Il cinglait bâbord amure,
Naviguant comme un poisson.
Un grain tomb' sur sa mâture
V’là le corsaire en ponton.

REFRAIN

Allons les gars, gai, gai,
Allons les gars gaiement.

C'mon all hands hooray
C'mon all hands hoorah!

We must repair for the race
hoist the sails at a pace
whilst we work with good cheer
Look to the starboard, sail ho!
And sure enough a great
ship appears
The carronades signal our foe

CHORUS

C'était un Anglais vraiment
A double rangée de dents,
Un marchand de mort subite.
Mais le Français n'a pas peur ;
Au lieu de brasser en fuite
Nous le rangeons à l'honneur !

REFRAIN

With heavy fire danger grows
we return them blow for blow
and the beards of the brave
are steaming in the fight.
And then a mist does
drown us like a wave
And the enemy takes flight!

CHORUS

Nos prises au bout de six mois
Ne se sont montées qu’à trois :
Un navir' plein de patates,
Plus qu'à moitié chaviré,
Un deuxième de savates,
Un autre de viande avariée !

REFRAIN

For the battles yet to come
we got feasts second to none
we've rancid lard & beans
vinegar in lieu of wine.
Rotten sea bread fit for a queen
A dose of camphor rise & shine!

CHORUS

Si l'histoire du Grand Coureur
A su vous toucher le coeur,
Faites nous bonnes manières
Et versez vous largement
Du vin, du rhum, de la bière
Et nous serons tous contents.

REFRAIN
Track Name: Leaving of Liverpool
Fare thee well to you, my own true love,
I’m going far, far away
I am bound for California,
And I know that I’ll return some day

CHORUS

So fare thee well, my own true love,
When I return, united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
But my darling when I think of thee

I’ve slipped on a Yankee clipper ship,
Davy Crockett is her name,
And Burgess is the captain of here
And they say that she's a floating hell

CHORUS

Oh I've sailed with Burgess once before
And I think that I know him well
If a man's a sailor he will get along
And if not then he's sure for hell

CHORUS

Oh the sun is on the harbour, love,
And I wish that I could remain,
For I know that it will be a long, long time,
Before I see you again
Track Name: Eye on the Weather
In the grumbling months when the weak ones die (Hi Yo, an eye on the weather)
They die unshriven and they don’t go to heaven
Keep an eye on the wind and an eye on the weather
And the devil take them what’s left behind

The moon is full, her belly swells (Hi Yo, an eye on the weather)
But here below we’re as hungry as hell
Keep an eye on the wind and an eye on the weather
And the devil take them what’s left behind

The shark he wheels and he waits to feed (Hi Yo, an eye on the weather)
But he won’t find a mouthful of meat on me
Keep an eye on the wind and an eye on the weather
And the devil take them what’s left behind

And if we make land as living men (Hi Yo, an eye on the weather)
I swear that I’ll never set sail again
Keep an eye on the wind and an eye on the weather
And the devil take them what’s left behind

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