No. 4 - Song - Geoffrey and Chorus - "The Sailor's Life."

Lyrics by Adrian Ross

[Geoffrey:] A sailor's life's the life I trow,
He works now late now early;
Now up, now down, now to, and fro:
What then? he takes it cheerly.
When perils gather round,
All sense of danger's drowned,
We despise it to a man;
We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.
[Chorus] We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.

[Geoffrey] If howling winds and roaring seas
Give proof of coming danger,
We view the storm, but rest with ease,
For fear's to Jack a stranger.
When perils gather round,
All sense of danger's drowned,
We despise it to a man;
We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.
[Chorus] We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.

[Geoffrey] But think not that our life is hard,
Though storms at sea ill-treat us;
For coming home's a sweet reward,
When wives and sweethearts greet us.
When perils gather round,
All sense of danger's drowned,
We despise it to a man;
We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.
[Chorus] We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.
[Geoffrey] As bravely as we can,
as bravely as we can.
[Chorus] We sing a little, and laugh a little,
And work a little, and play a little,
And fiddle a little, and foot it a little,
As bravely as we can.
As bravely as we can!