Keeper of the Eddystone Light My 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 from the evening hymn A voice on the starboard shouted "Ahoy!" And there was my mother, a-sitting on a buoy. Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh for the life on the rolling sea! "Oh, where are the rest 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, the wind blows free, Oh for the life on the rolling sea! 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, the wind blows free, Oh for the life on the rolling sea!