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Jenny Shade

Jenny Shadev-Vox

Sea shanty sung by rough, untrained sailor's voices,Russian Folk,Irish Folk,Melancholy,Nostalgia,Catchy,Barbershop Quartets,A cappella
avatarJohn SmithMay 9, 2026
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[Intro] (Fiddle Solo) [Verse 1] There is a ghost on Plymouth shore, they call her Jenny Shade. With eyes of blue and hair of black, 'twas once a bonny maid. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. She dreamt of me and I of her, bound by bone-white ribbon. I carved the days on starboard bow, hauling main and mizzen. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Then echoing from five-mile deep, I heard the Kraken sound. Upon his knees, the captain prayed, to bring us homeward bound. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. The beastie rose in rush and roar its ichor midnight black. Who clutched the mast on splintered deck? 'Twas I poor roving Jack. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. She woke in fright that storm-tossed night, down to the shore she fled. The ribbon grasped in Jenny's hand was dripping crimson red. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Beneath the rolling main I sank, a rain of Spanish gold. I'd give it all for one more chance, my true love's hand to hold. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Still Jenny waits in vain for me upon the Plymouth shore. Though I have sailed the canyon deeps a hundred years or more. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. If you should see her weeping Shade, bid Jenny rest in peace. I serve at Neptune's pleasure now, with no hope of release. [Chorus] Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. Blow the winds blow, Away heave-ho. [Outro] (Fiddle Solo)