Thinking of his father, and mother as well,
And wishing you would hurry up, and strike, strike the bell!
Refrain:
Strike the bell now, second mate, and send the watch below,
Look away to windward and you’ll see it’s going to blow.
Look in the glass and you’ll find it as well,
And a-wishing you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell!
Aft is the steersman a-standing at his wheel
Tapping now at his toe now at his heel;
Thinking of his true-love who in her home doth dwell