Here's a popular English naval drinking song from the early 19thC.
Jack Oakum in the suds--Oakum was the hemp fibre used to make ropes and in the navy context the fibres were tarred and used to caulk, or seal the gaps in the planking of wooden ships--a rotten job, so "Jack Oakum" was a pretty low-level sailor.
The words are listed below so that you can sing along.
Some American idler made up his own words to the song after hearing it on a British ship and since then it has become quite popular on that continent.
Jack Oakum in the Suds
1. Ye lovers of grog now attend to my lay,
For strange is the news which to you I'll unfold,
Tis of an old seaman who dy'd t'other day,
Who'd long fought for England, with Rodney the bold;
Tis said, he did cry, if by fighting I die,
For preferment in shades I'll immediately try,
But in drinking success to his country so dear,
Poor Jack by chance ended his earthly career.
2. Jack Oakum being come to the regions below,
Spy'd Old Charon advancing to ferry him o'er,
He cry'd, bear a hand mate, now with you I'll go.
Save Charon, you ought to have been here before:
For I would be bound, were those regions search'd round,
That none near so wicked as you would be found,
The tar in a passion reply'd, you old dog,
I should not have come yet but I drank too much grog.
3. Old Charon look'd sternly, and thus he reply'd,
You must now he more civil since you are come here,
I judg'd at first sight you were drunk when you dy'd,
But you'll drink no more grog now you soul for to cheer,
And now, d'ye see, you must pay me my fee,
Or else you shall ne'er be row'd over by me;
Jack jumpt into the boat, and cry'd dam'me I'll go,
So the sculls took from Charon, and over did row.
4. The news to great Pluto directly was told,
Who, seiz'd with confusion at what he had heard, said,
This true British hero will ne'er be controul'd,
He'll contend for some privilege tho' he is dead;
Then since he's of worth, let him take Charon's berth,
His employment will be the same then as on earth,
And for more satisfaction, go tell the young dog,
That his fare shall be changed from silver to grog.
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