Haul Away the Bering Sea

Verse 1

The wind blows hard on the Bering Sea,

Cold grey waves roll endlessly,

Iron nets drag through the tide,

And the trawlers fight the rising tide.

Chorus

Heave away, haul away, pull that line with me,

Sing it loud for the Bering Sea,

Storm or ice or midnight cold,

Haul away till the nets are full.

Verse 2

Deck lights burning through the night,

Winch drums turning in the fight,

Salt and ice upon the rail,

Old steel groans in the northern gale.

Chorus

Heave away, haul away, pull that line with me,

Sing it loud for the Bering Sea,

Storm or ice or midnight cold,

Haul away till the nets are full.

Verse 3

Grey dawn rising slow and pale,

Frozen ropes and bitter gale,

Engines roar and the cables strain,

Silver fish fall down like rain.

Bridge

Oh the sea is dark and the wind runs wild,

No mercy here for man or child,

But the trawlers ride where the cold waves roar,

Like fishermen have done before.

Final Chorus

Heave away, haul away, hear the old men sing,

Bering Sea and the nets we bring,

Storm or ice or northern cold,

Haul away till the hold is full.