. CHANSON DE BALEINIERS . Row ! Row ! Row ! In

. CHANSON DE BALEINIERS .

Row ! Row ! Row !

In our vessel she must go,

Over the broad Pacific's swell,

Round Cape Horn, where tempest dwell ;

Many a night and many a day,

Hence with us she must away,

Till we joyfull hail once more

Old Nantucket's treeless shore.