Oh, my father was the keeper of the eddystone light And he slept with a mermaid one fine night. From this union there sprang three, A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me. Chorus: Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, ho for the life on the rolling sea One night when I was a-trimmin' of the glim Singin' a verse from the evening hymn A voice from the starboard shouted, "Ahoy!" And there was my mother a-sittin' on the buoy Chorus "Oh what has become of my children three?" Me mother then she asked of me One was exhibited as a talking fish The other was served in a chafing dish Chorus The phosporus flashed in her seaweed hair I looked again, and my mother wasn't there But her voice came an echoing back through the night: "To hell with the keeper of the Eddystone light!"