Songs
of the RCN
This
page is for songs about the RCN and its sailors. Sailors can be quite
creative when it comes to creating words to songs - though thankfully none
have been sued for copyright infringement as the tune was usually that of
another song.
The
Second World War songs on this page that are marked with an * were submitted by
Eric Hanbury along with additional information on the writer(s) or the
subject of the song. Primary source: Anthony Hopkins - Songs from
the Front and Rear, Hurtig Publishers 1979.
Other renditions of songs will be added as they are stumbled
across.
Index
Admiralty
House Supper Song
*
Beneath
the Barber Pole *
Bless
'Em All *
Girls
of the King's Navy *
HMCS
St John's Commissioning Song
K-240
Roll
Along Wavy Navy *
The
Battle of Halifax *
The
King's Navy *
The
Maple Leaf Squadron *
The
Saguenay Song *
The
song of the "Saguenay"
Roll
Along Wavy Navy - to the tune of "Roll Along Covered Wagon"
The
original verses were written in 1936 on the destroyer HMCS SAGUENAY by
Gunner Patrick D. Budge (later Rear-Admiral) and Sub-Lieutenant Rufus C.
Pope, who later survived the sinking of HMCS FRASER but was lost at sea on
22 Oct 1940, at the rank of Lieutenant, when HMCS MARGAREE sank after a
collision with a freighter in her convoy.
The
melody "Roll Along Covered Wagon" was written in 1934 by James
(Jimmy) Kennedy, an Ulsterman, who served in the Royal Artillery in the
Second World War. The melody was transcribed from a recording by HMCS YORK
band, which was provided by Joe Cullen, CD, CPO2, Naval Reserve, ret'd, HMCS
YORK.
Rear-Admiral Patrick Budge |
Lt Rufus Pope |
Roll along,
Wavy Navy, roll along
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
If they ask us who we are
We’re the RCNVR —
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
Oh, we
joined for the chance to go to sea
Yes, we joined for the chance to go to sea
But the first two years or more
We spent marching on the shore
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
Oh, we
joined for the payment and the fun
Yes, we joined for the payment and the fun
But of payment there is none
And the fun is yet to come
Roll along,
Wavy Navy, roll along
Oh, we
joined for the glory of it all
Yes, we joined for the glory of it all
But the good old RCN
Made us change our minds again
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along |
And when at
last they sent us out to sea
Yes, when at last they sent us out to sea
There were several things we saw
That were not brought up before
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
Man your
gun, Seaman Gunner, man your gun
Man your gun, Seaman Gunner, man your gun
Load it up with shot and shell
And we’ll blow the Huns to hell
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
Now before
we pull up hook and sail away
Yes, before we pull up hook and sail away
If you want some good advice
Before you join, think once or twice
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
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On January 1, 1946 the RCNR and
the RCNVR were merged to form the RCN(R). With the merger, the distinctive
Volunteer Reserve Officers’ wavy lace was exchanged for the regular force
braid. The song "Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along" was seldom sung
in HMCS establishments anymore. It was relegated to reunions of Volunteer
Reserve veterans and in service clubs and passed from active use in the new
Reserve.
Almost as quickly and
seamlessly, a Reservist addressed the void. That summer by Lieutenant Martin
Shubik, RCN(R), composed new lyrics to the old tune:
Look away, Wavy Navy, look away
At the phantom fleets we sailed in yesterday
Which were manned from near and far by the RCNVR
Look away, Wavy Navy, look away
Spin your dip, civvy sailor,
spin your dip
On the men and the soul that made your ship
On the Newfie–Derry run and your fight against the Hun
Spin your dip, Wavy Navy, spin your dip
Changed our lace, civvy sailor,
changed our name
But our soul and our spirit stay the same
In the service that we serve as the RCN (Reserve)
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
Based ashore, Wavy Navy, based
ashore
Many hundred miles from where the breakers roar
Though we may be on the street, were still the North Atlantic Fleet
Roll along, civvy sailor, roll along
Set the course, Brackets
"R" – Men set the course
When danger comes we greet it with our force
From a Brackets "R" to "V" makes no difference when at sea
Roll along, Wavy Navy, roll along
Source/Credit for the post war lyrics:
Rybak, Stephen (2011)
The Canadian Naval Reserve From War to
War (Nauticapedia.ca 2011)
The
Battle of Halifax - to the tune of Sweet Betsy from Pike
Unlike
St. John's, which was always very welcoming to sailors, Halifax was notorious
for providing very little entertainment or facilities for any armed forces
personnel. This song describes the riot that took place in Halifax
(Slackers) on VE Day, -8 May 1945.
Now
gather ‘round children and to you I will spill,
the
tale of the raid upon Oland’s old still.
How
civvies and ladies, both young ones and old,
Enlivened
by whiskey grew sodden and bold.
They
roared through the city and wrecked as they roared
The
places where clothing and jewelry
was stored.
Where
once stood a restaurant now stands a cruel wreck,
And
dummies were dragged through the streets by the neck.
They
called out the coppers and sent in the troops,
To
quell all the mobsters and place them in coops,
But
the coppers, on seeing the mob, all lost heart,
And
joined in the frolic and played a main part.
The
street-cars long hated (down here they’re called trams),
Were
all set upon, and were opened like cans.
They
took patrol wagons and piled them in heaps,
And
carried off loot in a long line of jeeps.
|
For
five dreary years people heard people say
That
when the war ended, old “Slackers” would pay,
And
they laughed it off with a sly cheerful grin,
Now
they’ve pulled in their necks from this slap on the chin.
The
mayor has stated that he is dismayed,
Because
of the part that the Navy has played.
He
forgets in the midst of his trouble and tears
That
sailors in “Slackers” have paid plenty for years.
The
Army and Navy were in with the rest,
But
the Air Force were sleeping the sleep of the blest,
And
safe in their billets they whiled hours away,
And
took no part in it (at least so they say).
So
take from this story a lesson from me,
When
War starts again don’t you head out to sea.
Remember
that day when the civvies went mad,
And
wrecked all of “Slackers” (tch,tch) that’s too bad!
|
Beneath
the Barber Pole - to the tune of Road to
the Isles
Escort
Group C-5 had a distinctive red and white striped "barber pole"
band on the funnels of their ships.
The
words were written by then Surg-Lt W.A. Paddon in the summer of 1943, in
Londonderry, while HMCS KITCHENER was refueling and taking on stores.
Dr. Paddon, OC, became the Lieutenant-Governor of Newfoundland and Labrador
in 1981.
Surg-LCdr William A. Paddon
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It's away! Outward
the swinging fo'c'sles reel
From the
smoking sea's white glare upon the strand —
It's the
gray miles that are slipping under keel
When we're
rolling outward-bound from Newfoundland!
From
Halifax or Newfiejohn or Derry's clustered towers
By
trackless paths where conning towers roll
If you know
another group in which you'd sooner spend your hours
You've
never sailed beneath the Barber Pole!
It's the
gray seas that are slipping under keel
When we're
rolling outward-bound from Newfoundland!
So beware!
Harbours that berth the Barber Pole
If you'd
keep the situation well in hand
After gray
seas that went slipping under keel —
When we
wallowed outward-bound from Newfoundland!
Drink a
whiskey or a navy rum or drink a gin-and-lime
Should
inebriation be your final goal;
Pick a lady
you've selected for a short and merry time —
There's
merry men beneath the Barber Pole! |
It's away!
Astern of us the Western Islands die,
There's an
ocean lies before us to be spanned —
It's the
gray seas where sullen icebergs lie
When we're
rolling inward-bound for Newfoundland
From
Halifax or Newfiejohn or Derry's clustered towers
By
trackless paths where conning towers roll
If you know
another group in which you'd sooner spend your hours
You've
never sailed beneath the Barber Pole!
It's the
gray seas where sullen icebergs lie
When we're
rolling inward-bound for Newfoundland!
Additional
verse:
Be prepared
for spacious doings, for a short and merry time,
With a
glass and lass as every sailor's goal;
There'll be
song and celebration to remove the salty rime
From the
bearded boys beneath the Barber Pole.
After gray
seas that went slipping under keel
As we
wallowed outward-bound from Newfoundland |
The
Saguenay Song - To the tune of the Ryans and the Pittmans
HMCS
SAGUENAY was an original member of the Barber Pole Brigade. This song tells of
her being torpedoed by an Italian submarine and losing her bow. She
survived the attack and steamed 300 miles - stern first - to Barrow-in-Furness
for repairs.
Oh, the Saguenay sailed through the blue
Caribbean,
The Saguenay sailed o’er the old Spanish Main,
From Dutch Curacao to misty Balboa
Through the Yucatan passage and right back again.
Chorus: We’ll zig and we’ll zag
all over the ocean,
We’ll zig and we’ll zag all over the sea,
Until we strike soundings in Halifax Harbour;
From Sambro to Sable in thirty-five leagues.
And then one dark night, while out on the
ocean,
A speeding torpedo crashed into our bow,
Through luck and fair weather she held us together,
And kept us all safe till we got alongside.
Chorus: We’ll zig and we’ll zag
all over the ocean,
We’ll zig and we’ll zag all over the sea,
Until we strike soundings in Halifax Harbour;
From Sambro to Sable in thirty-five leagues.
The
Song of the "Saguenay"
This
song is from the collection of Charles Branch, RCN and tells of the torpedoing
of HMCS SAGUENAY. While it contains a few historical inaccuracies such as as
it was an Italian submarine that torpedoed her, not a German U-boat - we shall
not drop him in the rattle for it.
The
composer's name is written on the song, but it is not legible.
Bless
'Em All -- Corvettes
Bless 'em all
Bless'em all
These bloody corvettes are too small
In a rough sea they'll heave and they'll
pitch,
They'll make you sick as a son of a
bitch.
And it's up to the railing you'll sprawl
And spew up that good alcohol
You'll finish the war on this one
funneled whore,
So cheer up my lads, bless them all
Webmaster's note: This song probably has
as many versions as sailors that sung it.... below is another set of lyrics
There's a convoy just leaving St. John's
Bound for old England's shores
Heavily laden with tired old men
and empty shelves in the stores
There's many an old man who just signed
off
And many young man signing on
You'll get no secure on this one
funneled whore
So cheer up my lads bless them all.
Bless 'em all
Bless 'em all
The Captain the Jimmy and all
Bless all the seamen and gunner's mates
too
Bless all the stokers and their dirty crew
We're saying goodbye to them all
As over the billows we sail
You'll get no promotion
You're on the wrong ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all
And what's a song sung by a sailor without
profanity.... other versions replace "Bless" with "Fuck".
The
King's Navy - to the tune of "The Old Gray Mare"
Girls
of the King's Navy - A rare example of the Second World War song
that was written by women, for women and from a woman's point of view
The
Maple Leaf Squadron - to the tune of "The Ryans and the Pittmans"
Then
here's to the lads of the Maple Leaf Squadron,
At hunting the U-Boat it's seldom they fail;
Though they've come from the mine and the farm and the workshop
The bank and the college and maybe from jail.
Chorus: We'll zig and we'll zag all over the ocean,
Ride herd on our convoy by night and by day.
Till we take up our soundings on the shores of old Ireland,
From Newfy to Derry's a bloody long way.
We're out from grey Newfy and off for green Derry,
Or swinging back westward while tall waters climb;
The grey seas roll round us, but never confound us;
We'll be soon making port and there'll be a high time.
So we're off to the wars where there's death in the making,
Survival or sacrifice, fortune or fame;
And our eyes go ahead to the next wave that's breaking,
It's the luck that's before us adds zest to the game.
Admiralty
House Supper Song (A Bite With Me) - to the tune of Abide with me
During
the Second World War, Admiralty House was the Officer's Mess at HMCS STADACONA
and is now the Naval Museum of Halifax.
A bite with me, fast falls the
prey to feast
The soup is Jackson, Lord, shall
this not cease;
No other soup served so
consistently
As Jackson. Will you have
A bite with me?
A bite with me, fast though 'ere
steward takes
Your soup half finished, substituting
steaks.
None else will do save Swiss or
Salisbury.
Ha, did you say you'd have
A bite with me?
A bite with me, fast to the peas
lay hold
Potatoes also, though they both be
cold.
Now eat with vigor, and alacrity,
Else you will swallow not
A bit with me. |
A bite with me, fastidious though
we seem,
The steward serves up, once again,
ice cream,
Act quickly now, this is the test
to see
If you can quite complete
A bite with me.
A bite with me, drink of this
bitter cup.
The coffee's over, and the jig is
up.
When guests come in, they surely
do agree
It is a job to eat
A bite with me. |
Prince
Henry Song
HMCS
PRINCE HENRY was a CNR passenger ship and with her two sisters, PRINCE DAVID
and PRINCE ROBERT, was converted to an armed merchant cruiser in 1940. PRINCE
HENRY saw service in the Pacific and Atlantic theatres. In 1943 she was
converted to a troop landing ship and participated in D-Day landings.
Sing,
side, Prince Henry's side
The
Jimmy looks on her with Pride
And
he'd have a fit if he saw any shit
On
the side of the Old Henry's side
Sing
merry, sing merry sing merry are we.
We
are the boys of the Prince Henry
She's
a tiddley ship o'er the ocean she slips
We
sail her by night and by day
For
when she's in motion
she's
the pride of the ocean
You
can't see her arsehole for spray
HMCS
ST JOHN'S Commissioning song
K-240
- to the tune of Bless 'em
There's
a Corvette just leaving for Sea,
Away
for a lengthy patrol
Nobody
knows just where we are bound,
Pitching
and tossing and rolling around,
And
her pendants are K-240
The
smartest of ships on the go.
For
when she's in motion, she's the pride of the ocean.
Three
cheers for the K-240
Chorus
Bless
'em all, bless 'em all,
These
ships that are always on call.
Bless
all the men and the officers too,
They
all go together to make up the crew,
And
they're ready to fight at all times,
For
the cause that is both yours and mine,
And
the day is soon coming
When
the Japs will go running,
From
the crew of the K-240
Written
by R. Collins and J. Harris
This
song is from "Up Spirits" 2nd Edition
(re-commissioning issue) for HMCS VANCOUVER K240
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