Now the chorus.
| The sailor’s wife the sailor’s star shall be,— |
Come on! You sing too!”
| “Yeo ho! we go, Across the sea!” |
came Lady Ingleby’s voice from below, rather faint and quavering.
“That’s right!” shouted Jim Airth. “Keep it up! I can see the ledge now, just above us.
| The bo’s’n pipes the watch below, Yeo ho! lads! ho! Yeo ho! Yeo ho! Then here’s a health afore we go, Yeo ho! lads! ho! Yeo ho! A long, long life to my sweet wife, And mates at sea |
—Keep it up down there! I have one hand on the ledge—
| And keep our bones from Davy Jones Where’er we be!” |