The Tragic Ballad of Skippy McGee

The Tragic Ballad of Skippy McGee

There once was a sailor

Called Skippy McGee

He’d been on a ship

Since he was but three

He was skilled on the deck

And adept on the mast

No other sailor

Could climb quite as fast

(Vaudeville, silly?) So, between all these sea shanties and a lot of rewatching The Muppet Show… and maybe those years long ago when I did a couple Gilbert & Sullivan shows. 

I mean, truthfully, I make stuff up like this all the time. I sing it, loudly, at my family in little snipped. I just never sat down and wrote it all out and recorded it before. However, I’m not even a little sorry for this one. 

😉

 

Lyrics

There once was a sailor

Called Skippy McGee

He’d been on a ship

Since he was but three

He was skilled on the deck

And adept on the mast

No other sailor

Could climb quite as fast

 

Born comely and clever

His mates would agree

With only one flaw

Alas, great it would be

For one aspect of nature

Had quite an effect

Which upon the young fellow

Was rather direct.

 

But when he did what he oughtta

He had to make water

But not indiscriminately

He’d go over the rail

He would go in a pail

And he’d give it right back to the sea.

He will never make Boatswain

For the waves of the ocean

Make trouble for Skippy McGee.

 

A rough crew of pirates

Attacked them one day

In the hour of rest

While moored in a bay

The fighting was fierce

It was something to see

But it stopped when a rogue wave

Hit Skippy McGee

 

It jostled the pirates

It jostled the crew

Who ran below deck

Yelling “skippy thank you”

They knew what was coming

Each could guarantee

And soon heard the pirates

Who were trying to flee

 

For when he did what he oughtta

He had to make water

But not indiscriminately

He’d go over the rail

He would go in a pail

And he’d give it right back to the sea.

He will never make Boatswain

For the waves of the ocean

Make trouble for Skippy McGee.

 

They got their full cargo

To the bustling port

The sailors were ready

To drink and make sport

But Skippy refused

With a firm decree

That he would be better

There on the quay.

 

They went out together

In solemnity

When Skippy provided

His apology

The ocean is one thing,

He said to the crew,

But when I’m on land…

Alas …. It is number two.

 

Oooooo when he did what he oughtta

He had to make water

But not indiscriminately

He’d go over the rail

He would go in a pail

And he’d give it right back to the sea.

He will never make Boatswain

For the waves of the ocean

Make trouble for Skippy McGee.