Me 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 the life on the rolling sea! One night, as I was a-trimming of the glim Singing a verse of the evening hymn A voice on the starboard shouted "Ahoy!" And there was my mother, a-sitting on a buoy. Yo ho ho . . . . "Oh what has become of my children three ?" My mother then she asked of me. "One was exhibited as a talking fish The other was served from a chafing dish." Yo ho ho . . . . Then the phosphorous flashed in her seaweed hair. I looked again, and my mother wasn't there But her voice came echoing back from the night "To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!" Yo ho ho . . . .

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