Anchors Aweigh
(A.H. Miles and Charles Zimmerman)
(Revised lyrics--last 2 verses-- by George D. Lottman)
Stand, Navy, down the field
Sails set to the sky;
We'll never change our course
So Army, you steer shy.
Roll up the score, Navy
Anchor's aweigh!
Sail, Navy, down the field
And sink the Army, sink the Army grey.
Get under way, Navy
Decks cleared for the fray.
We'll hoist the Navy blue
So Army, down your grey-ey-ey-ey
Full speed ahead, Navy,
Army, Heave to!
Furl black and grey and gold
And hoist the Navy, hoist the Navy blue.
Blue of the seven seas,
Gold of God's great sun,
Let these our colours be
'Til all of time be done-ne-ne-ne
By Severn shore we learn
Navy's stern call;
Faith, courage, service true
With honor over, honor over all
Stand Navy out to sea
Fight our battle cry
We'll never change our course, so vicious foes steer shy-y-y-y
Roll out the T. N. T.
Anchors Aweigh
Sail on to victory and sink their bones to Davy Jones hooray!
Anchors aweigh, my boys,
Anchors aweigh
Farewell to college joys,
We sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay
Through our last night ashore,
Drink to the foam.
And 'til we meet once more,
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.
Copyright Robbins Music Corp.
Note: the first 3 verses (the lesser-known ones) are from the
Triton Society's Navy Song Book, 1942 edition. Last two are the revised
ones.
RG, RPf, GG
This is a copy of the Digital Tradition Folk Song Database, available from mudcat.org
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