I'm the son of a sailor
and the seas in my blood
I like bell -bottom trousers
and a deck I can scrub
But the son of a sailor
lives a life that is strange
Stead of sailing a whaler
I've been riding the range
Yo -ho -ho and a bottle of rum,
let me go where my father's from
I'm the son of a sailor
and the seas in my blood
Yo -ho -ho, yo -ho -ho, yo -ho -ho
I'm the son of a sailor
for the sea I was taught
Love the life of a sailor
with a gal in each port
I'd give my horse and saddle
for a boat that'll float
Instead of pulling a paddle,
I've been milking a goat
Yo -ho -ho and a bottle of rum,
let me go my father's rum
I'm the son of a sailor
and the sea's in my blood
Yo -ho -ho, yo -ho -ho, yo -ho -ho,
yo -ho -ho, yo -ho -ho
He's the son of a sailor
and a man of the deep
Loves to lie in a hammock
while it rocks him to sleep
He was meant for a schooner,
but he's bent from above
Instead of raisin' an anchor,
I've been raisin' a cow
Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum,
let me go where my father's from
I'm the son of a sailor
and the sea's in my blood
He's the son of a sailor,
he's at home on the sea
And the salt of the ocean
tastes like champagne to me
But the son of a sailor
can't get back on his course
Instead of ridin' the breakers,
I've been breakin' a home
Yo ho ho, in a bottle of rum,
let me go where my father's from
I'm the son of a sailor
and the sea's in my blood
Yo ho ho, yo ho ho, yo ho ho
Yo ho ho, in a bottle of rum,
let me go where my father's from
I'm the son of a sailor
and the sea's in my blood
Yo -ho -ho, Yo -ho -ho, Yo -ho -ho,
Yo -ho -ho, Yo -ho -ho, Yo -ho -ho, Yo Yo
Yo -ho, -ho, -ho -ho,
Yo -ho -ho -ho, -ho, -ho -ho, -ho, Yo