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Jack was every inch a sailor
Five and twenty years a whaler
Jack was every inch a sailor
He was born upon the bright blue sea.
When Jack grew up to be a man he went to Labrador
He fished in Indian Harbour where his father fished before
On his returning in the fog he met a heavy gale
And Jack was swept into the sea and swallowed by a whale.
The whale went straight for Baffin Bay 'bout ninety knots an hour
And every time he'd blow a spray, he'd send it in a shower
"Oh, now," says Jack unto himself, "I must see what he's about."
He caught the whale all by the tail and turned him inside out.