Well, I wish I was in Mobile Bay
Screwin’ cotton all the day
But I’m stowin’ sugar in the hold below
Below, below, below!
Hey, ho, below, below
I’m stowin’ sugar in the hold below! Huh!
Hey, ho, below, below
I’m stowin’ sugar in the hold below!
Well the J. M. White, she’s a new boat
Stem to stern she’s mighty fine
She’ll Beat any boat on the Orleans line
Stowin’ sugar in the hold below
Well, the engineer shouts through his trumpet
“Tell the mate we got bad news.
We can’t get steam for the fire flue”
Stowin’ sugar in the hold below!
Well, the captain’s out on the quarter deck
Scratchin’ away at his old neck
He’s saying “Heave the larboard lead!”
Stowin’ sugar in the hold below!