A popular song from 1893
words by John Gilbert
music by Henry Norman
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Fred Feild:
Lyrics
- In a lawyer’s shop when I was a lad
We see sad sights ashore
I learnt to take what others had
We see sad sights ashore
I wished to give my talents swing
But there was no room in the boodle ring
So I went to sea as a pirate king
We see sad sights ashore
Refrain
Come away, I say
Out where the sea gulls soar
I’ve a pirate’s berth, you can have the earth
For we see sad sights ashore
- We pirates steal on the open sea
We see sad sights ashore
On land we spend our money free
We see sad sights ashore
Against land pirates people rail
For the politician sets his sail
To rob the poor man’s dinner pail
We see sad sights ashore
Refrain
Come away, I say
Out where the sea gulls soar
There’s liberty on the open sea
But we see sad sights ashore
- My Mary Ann said she’d be true
We see sad sights ashore
When you sail away they always do
We see sad sights ashore
But I think I had a lucky streak
For she married a lubber whose eyes were weak
And so are his knees when he hears her speak
We see sad sights ashore
Refrain
Get away, I say
Out where the sea gulls soar
The wife for me is my ship at sea
For we see sad sights ashore
- Our gold and silver is at par
We see sad sights ashore
And circulates both near and far
We see sad sights ashore
You can’t go on in this old groove
Tariff and silver go to prove
If Congress doesn’t get a move
You’ll see sad sights ashore
Refrain
Get away, I say
Out where the sea gulls soar
If they don’t kill that silver bill
You’ll see sad sights ashore
- O give me the sea with its life so free
We see sad sights ashore
A home on land I cannot stand,
We see sad sights ashore.
We nail the black flag to the peak,
And rob you while our cannons speak,
On land they rob you on the sneak,
We see sad sights ashore.
Refrain
Get away, I say,
Out where the sea gulls soar,
No whale or shark can harm our barque,
We see sad sights ashore.
6. In the game each fellow gets a throw,
We see sad sights ashore.
No man is lynched without a show,
We see sad sights ashore.
He gets a dose of rope and lead,
On land, if he’s white or black or red,
They hang him first then try him dead
We see sad sights ashore
Refrain
Get away, I say
Out where the sea gulls soar
There’s no excuse for this abuse
We see sad sights ashore
Sung here by Vancha March: