Words & Music:
Go look up the history of this extraordinary lighthouse. It has nothing to do with this delightful song, but was a huge step forward in engineering and is a fascinating tale in its own right.
My father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light.
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He married a mermaid one fine night.
From this union there came three:
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A porpoise & a porgy & the other was me.
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Yo, ho, ho! The wind blows free! Oh, for the life on the rolling sea!
Late one night, I was trimming the glim
While singing a verse from the evening hymn.
A voice from starboard shouted, "Ahoy!"
And there was me mother sitting on a buoy.
"What has become of my children three?"
Me mother she did ask of me.
"One was exhibited as a talking fish.
The other was served on a chafing dish."
Then the phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair.
I looked again and me mother wasn't there.
A voice came echoing out of the night,
"I don't like the keeper of the Eddystone Light."
[alt: "The Devil take the keeper of the Eddystone Light."]