Mike Aiken Save The Whales Lyrics

When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general
store.
Saw a picture book of a whale, shootin' his spout and
slappin' his tail.
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruisin' around those
salty sea.
Joinin' up with a fishin crew, go out and get him a
whale or two.
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail across
salty seas.
Up in the rigging in the afternoon, swab the decks and
sharpen harpoons.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up
she rises.
Early in the morning.

Lots of whales in the deep blue sea, and we kill them
for the industry.
Drag 'em alongside and cut 'em in two, melt them down
and sell ‘em to you.
Hardly is a sailor alive, who can keep the tears from
his eyes.
As he remembers the good old days when there were no
whales to save.
Now we can thank the companies, for scouring the deep,
blue seas.
Lookin' for ivory and perfume, oil to light your living
rooms.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up
she rises.
Early in the morning.

Shanghi'd by the light of the moon, put out of Boston in the middle of June.
After six months you begin to see nothing but death and
misery.
Set out on a three year cruise, a Union ship and a
Union crew.
After six months you began to see, whalin's not what it
used to be.
Modern ship, modern crew, sonar scopes and explodin'
harpoons.
A mechanical boat built out of steel,
A floatin' machine built to kill the whales.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up
she rises.
So early in the mornin'.

When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general
store.
Saw a picture book of a whale, shootin' his spout and
slappin' his tail.
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruisin' around those
salty sea.
Joinin' up with a fishin crew go out and get him a
whale or two.
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail across the
salty seas.
Up in the rigging in the afternoon, swab decks and
sharpen harpoons.

Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up
she rises.
So early in the morning.