General Taylor Fairport Convention

General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

Carry him to his burying ground
I wish I was sold Stormy's son

Walk him along, John, carry him along
I'd build me a ship of ten thousand ton
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

I'd load her down with ale and rum
Walk him along, John, carry him along
And every shellback should have some
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy