She lies waiting at the quay
Her masts reach to the sky
Taking coal and bringing tea
Next port of call Shanghai
I came upon the Cutty Sark
She's waiting for a crew
I'll take my chance for rum and coin
I've nothing else to do
Haul away me hearties, haul away
Through the rolling waves and flying spray
This is how we spend our days with
A tot of rum and not much pay
Haul away me hearties haul away
I'm just a poor sailor boy
With nothing to my name
No wife, no kids, no place to live
Crewing ships is my game
They signed me on the foremast watch
We left on the rising tide
With a Nor'East wind behind us
Farewell to the green countryside
Haul away me hearties, haul away
Through rolling waves and flying spray
This is how we spend our days with
A tot of rum and not much pay
Haul away me hearties, haul away
She skims across the water
Like an albatross in flight
The crew fights her winter sails
Through the day and night
Haul away me hearties, haul away
Through rolling waves and flying spray
This is how we spend our days with
A tot of rum and not much pay
Haul away me hearties haul away
Haul away me hearties haul away
Haul away me hearties haul away