General Taylor
General Taylor he died long ago.
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
He died on the plains of Mexico.
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus:
To-me, way, hey, Stormy,
Walk him along John, carry him along,
Way, hey, Stormy,
Carry him to his burying ground.
We'll dig his grave with a silver spade,
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
His coffin of the finest woods will be made.
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus
We'll lower him down on a golden chain.
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
We'll make bloody sure he don't come up again!
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus
I wish I was old Stormy's son,
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
I'd build me a ship of a thousand ton.
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus
A shinin' ship of a thousand ton,
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
And I'd fill it up with Barbados rum!
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus
A drink of rum for every man,
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
And a bottle full for the shanty man ...
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus
I thought I heard the old man say,
Walk him along John, carry him along ...
"Just once more round, boys, and then we belay!"
Carry him to his burying ground.
Chorus
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