GENERAL TAYLOR
(Traditional)

Fairport Convention
Steeleye Span


General Taylor gained the day 

Walk him along, John, Carry him along
General Taylor gained the day 
Carry him to his burying ground
(chorus) 
To me way, hey, hey Stormy

Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy

Carry him to his burying ground
I wish I was sold Stormy's son 

Walk him along, John, Carry him along
I'd build me a ship of ten thousand ton 
Carry him to his burying ground
(chorus)

I'd load her down with ale and rum 

Walk him along, John, Carry him along
And every shellback should have some 
Carry him to his burying ground
(chorus)

We dug his grave with a silver spade 

Walk him along, John, Carry him along
His shroud of the finest silk was made (chorus)
We lowered him down on a golden chain 

Walk him along, John, Carry him along
On every link we carved his name 
Carry him to his burying ground
(chorus)

General Taylor died long ago 

Walk him along, John, Carry him along
He's gone to where the winds don't blow 
Carry him to his burying ground

(chorus)