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The Er​-​i​-​e Was Risin'

from A Horse Apiece by Yellow Jack

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lyrics

We were forty-nine miles from Albany, forget it I never shall.
What a terrible storm we had that night On the E-ri-e Canal.

CHORUS

Oh! the E-ri-e was rising.
And the gin was a-getting low.
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
‘Til we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o; ‘Til we get to Buffalo.

Our cook her name was Big Foot Sal, she wore a bright red dress
We h'isted it up on the mast as a signal of distress.

Oh yea, she was a grand old gal, stood 6 foot in her socks.
With a HOOF just like an elephant, and breath that opened locks.

CHORUS

Fiddle Solo

We were loaded down with barley, we were chock-full up on rye.
And the captain he looked down at me with his gol-durned wicked eye.

Oh, lay me on the horse bridge, With my feet up toward the bough
Let it be a Lockport laker or a Tonawanda scow*

CHORUS

Two days out from Syracuse the vessel struck a shoal;
We like to all be foundered on a chunk o' Lackawanna coal.

We hollered to the captain on the towpath, treadin' dirt
He jumped on board and stopped the leak with his old red flannel shirt.

CHORUS

Mandolin Solo

I’ve travelled all around this world, and Tonawanda, too
I’m every inch a sailor boys, been beaten black and blue

The cook is in the Police Gazette, the captain went to jail;
And I'm the only son-of-a-bitch that's left to tell the tale. Oh!

CHORUS

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from A Horse Apiece, released December 31, 2020
Ned Harrigan (1873)

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Yellow Jack plays Americana and folk, with an emphasis on the rich history in song of their native Western New York and Erie Canal region.

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