Uncle Sam is in the weather:
Chorus. Yo heave ho!
When the sun shines through a fog,
Yo heave ho!
Uncle Samuel drinks his grog:
Yo heave ho!
When the blue sky shows in pieces,
Yo heave ho!
Those are Uncle Samuel’s breeches:
Yo heave ho!
Uncle Sam is in the weather:
Chorus. Yo heave ho!
When the sun shines through a fog,
Yo heave ho!
Uncle Samuel drinks his grog:
Yo heave ho!
When the blue sky shows in pieces,
Yo heave ho!
Those are Uncle Samuel’s breeches:
Yo heave ho!