The Eddystone Light - Peter, Paul and Mary

My father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light

And he slept with a mermaid one fine night

From this union there came three

A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me

Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free, oh, for a life on the rolling sea

One night while I was a-trimmin' of the glim

A-singin' a verse from the evening hymn

A voice from the starboard shouted, «Ahoy!»

And there was my mother a-sittin' on a buoy

Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free, oh, for a life on the rolling sea

«Oh, what has become of my children three?»

My mother then she asked of me

«One was exhibited as a talking fish

And the other was served in a chafing dish»

Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free, oh, for a life on the rolling sea

Then the phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair

I looked again, and my mother wasn’t there

A voice come a-echoing out through the night:

«To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!»

Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free, oh, for a life on the rolling sea