Cook on a Bark
I was once a cook on a bark, cook on a bark, cook on a bark.
That was the way I made my mark,
Slinging up the hash.
Many sailors ate my stew.
They're all dead, I'm telling you.
When we're out of bacon fat, bacon fat, bacon fat,
Then I catch a juicy rat.
I know what to do.
You salt the critter well.
He will last for quite a spell.
You should try my lobster sauce, lobster sauce, lobster sauce.
Nothing tastes as well with horse.
It's a lovely course.
You should try my shark-fin soup.
It's the stuff to make you stoop.
[There are four more verses about lobster tails, custards, whale blubber, beetle
s, water, rum, and beer, which the transcriber could not make out. BF]