"Jack Hinks" lyrics

"Jack Hinks"

Ah, when Jack comes ashore he's got money galore
And he's seldom cut short of a job
He can dress now as well as any can tell
With a good silver watch in his fob
Poor Jack in his life was ne'er paired with a wife
Though sometimes with lasses he links

He's a seafaring, sail-making
Gambling, capering
Grog-drinking hero, Jack Hinks
Oh, Jack Hinks

When inclined for to spend he walks with a friend
And with pleasure he sits himself down
He tips off his glass and he winks at the lass
And he smiles if she happens to frown
And like a ramblin' true blue when the rent becomes due
On the table the money he clinks

He's a seafaring, sail-making
Gambling, capering
Grog-drinking hero, Jack Hinks

Bound home the other fall we fell into a squall
'Round the northernmost head of Cape Freels
We were washed away without further delay
At the thought, how my spirit, it chills
We were bashed on the rocks like a hard-hunted fox
Of death and destruction he thinks

He's a seafaring, sail-making
Gambling, capering
Grog-drinking hero, Jack Hinks
Oh, Jack Hinks

Jack without fail was out in that same gale
Having drove across Bonavist Bay
Oh, Neptune did rail as he handed all sail
And he had his two spars cut away
Oh, but Providence, kind, so eases the wind
And on sailors so constantly thinks

He saved that
Seafaring, sail-making
Gambling, capering
Seafaring, sail-making
Gambling, capering
Seafaring, sail-making
Gambling, capering
Grog-drinking hero
Jack Hinks


Writer(s): Dp, Alan Thomas Doyle, Robert Bruce Hallett, Shawn McCann, Darrell John Power
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