When the whale get strike and the line runs out

And the whale makes a flounder with it's tail

And the boat capsized and I lost my darlin' man

No more, no more Greenland for you, brave boys

No more, no more Greenland for you

Twas in eighteen hundred and fifty three

On June the thirteenth day

That our gallant ship her anchor weighed

And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys

For Greenland sailed away

The lookout on the cross tree stood

With a spyglass in his hand

There's a whale, there's a whale,

There's a whale fish, he cried

And she blows at every span, brave boys

She blows at every span

Well we struck and whale and the line played out

But she gave a flounder with her tail

And the boat capsized and four men were drowned

And we never caught that whale

We never caught that whale

Oh, to lose that whale, my captain cried

It grieves my heart full sore

But to lose four of my gallant men

It grieves me ten times more, brave boys

It grieves me ten times more

Oh, Greenland is a dreadful place

It's a land that's never green

Where there's ice and snow and the whale fishes blow

And daylight's seldom seen, brave boys

And daylight's seldom seen

When the whale gets strike and the line runs out

And the whale makes a flounder with it's tail

And the boat capsized and I lost my darlin' man

No more, no more Greenland for you, brave boys

No more, no more Greenland for you

Greenland Whale Fisheries - Peter, Paul and Mary