Billy Budd, op. 50, Act 1: We're off to Samoa by way of Genoa Songtext
von Benjamin Britten

We′re off to Samoa by way of Genoa, roll on
Shenandoah, and up with a line and a weigh
Up with a line and a weigh
Up with a line and a weigh
We're off to Samoa, and up with a line and a weigh
We′re towing to Malta, the Rock of Gibraltar
With only a halter and Davy Jones lying below
So pray to the devil below
Pray to the devil below
Davy Jones lying below
We're towing to Malta, with Davy Jones lying below
We're off to Savannah for sweet Pollyanna
My love is Susannah, a bird flying high in the sky
She′s only a bird in the sky
Only a bird in the sky
Oh, lovely Susannah, I′ll find you a bed by and by
We're off to Nantucket
Kick over the bucket, so buck it and
Chuck it, a dunder-kid look in the eye
A dunder-kid look in the eye


Dunder-kid look in the eye
We′re toiling the ocean, what rippling emotion
Oh, give me a potion of fish in the larder for me
Fish in the larder for me
Fish in the larder for me
Fish in the larder for me
We're off to Bermuda, the Sultan of Deuter
Can he marry Tudor, including the Weezers too?
Including the Weezers too
Including the Weezers too
Including the Weezers too
And he married Tudor, including the Weezers too
Oh
We′re anchored off Scilly, my Aunt Willy-nilly was winking at Billy
She'll cut up her billy for pie
She′ll cut up her billy for pie
Cut up her billy for pie
Oh, he's a catch in the eye
Oh, he's a catch in the eye
Cut up her billy for pie
Cut up her billy for pie
Cut up her billy for pie
Cut up her billy for pie
Unty will cut Billy up for pie
Come along, Dansker, and sing
Unty will cut Billy up for pie
Come along, Dansker, join in the fun
Unty will cut Billy up for pie
Cut Billy up for pie
Nah, nah, too old for fun
Too old for dancing
Too old for women
I know how fun ain′t
Fun ain′t no sin, sin, my Uncle Billy
That's no proper thing to say
Don′t spoil the sport
Oh, he's a catch in the eye
Oh, he′s a catch in the eye
Nah, leave me alone
Oh, he's winking at Billy
I′m finished
There's only one thing in the world that I want, and I ain't got it
What is it, friend?
Back-a-baby by pluck or back up
That′s easy but right, I′ll lend you a two
I'll give you the whole bar
It′s in my kitty
Back in a moment
Back in a moment
We're anchored off Scilly
My Aunt Willy-nilly
What fun ′tis to be
Was winking at Billy
She'll cut up her billy for pie
Cut up her billy for pie