General Taylor gained the day
(Walk him along, John, carry him along)
Well General Taylor gained the day
(Carry him to his burying ground)
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Well I wish I was old Stormy's son
(Walk him along, John, carry him along)
I'd build a ship ten thousand tonne
(Carry him to his burying ground)
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'll load her up with ale and rum
(Walk him along, John, carry him along)
That every shellback should have some
(Carry him to his burying ground)
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'll dig his grave with a silver spade
(Walk him along, John, carry him along)
His shroud of finest silk is made
(Carry him to his burying ground)
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'll lower him down on a golden chain
(Walk him along, John, carry him along)
On every link we'll carve his name
(Carry him to his burying ground)
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Well General Taylor's dead and gone
(Walk him along, John, carry him along)
Well General Taylor's dead and gone
(Carry him to his burying ground)
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
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