Poor Old Horse Songtext
von Stick in the Wheel

They say old man your horse will die
And we say so! And we hope so
They say old man your horse will die
Oh, poor old horse!

And if he dies we′ll tan his hide
And we say so! And we hope so
But if he lives we'll ride him more
Oh, poor old horse!

For a month a rotten life we′ve led
And we say so! And we hope so
While you lay in your feather bed
Oh, poor old horse!

But now that month is up at last
And we say so! And we hope so
Get up, you swine, and look for work
Oh, poor old horse!


Get up, you swine, and look to graft
And we say so! And we hope so
While we lays on, and drags you aft
Oh, poor old horse!

And after work and sore abuse
And we say so! And we hope so
We'll salt you down for sailor's use
Oh, poor old horse!

He′s as dead as a nail in the lamproom door
And we say so! And we hope so
And hope we′ll never see him more
Oh, poor old horse!

We'll use the hair of his tail to sew our sails
And we say so! And we hope so
And the iron of his shoe to make deck nails
Oh, poor old horse!

We′ll hoist him up to the main yardarm
And we say so! And we hope so
And drop him in the ocean long
Oh, poor old horse!


I thought I heard the Old Man say
And we say so! And we hope so
Just one more pull and then belay!
Oh, poor old horse!

We'll sink him down with a long, long roll
And we say so! And we hope so
Where the sharks his body, and the devil his soul
Oh, poor old horse!