Shanghaied

Shanghaied! . . . I swore I'd stay ashore And sail the wide, wide seas no more! . . . Shanghaied! Shanghaied! Shanghaied - with pals I've never known, And my heart's as heavy as a stone . . . Shanghaied! . . . Shanghaied! Yes, here's the wide, grey sea again And the work that takes the souls from men, Shanghaied! . . . Shanghaied! Yes, yon's the mist they call the shore, And here's the ropes I must haul once more - Shanghaied! . . . Shanghaied! Shanghaied - and on a ship I hate, With a cur for a captain, a brute for a mate . . . Shanghaied! . . . Shanghaied! Oh, when I set my foot ashore I'll drink no more . . . and I'll sail no more! Shanghaied! . . . Shanghaied!