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 Stormys son
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Id 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
Well 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
Well 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
Well lower him down on a golden chain
Walk him along, John, carry him along
On every link well 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 Taylors dead and gone
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Well General Taylors 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