Big Blue moved alone for a
mighty blue was he
And the battles of the whales
was an awesome sight to see
And he took them one by one
and he drove them all away
In the mating of the day he
was the king
Big blue had fifty wives and
he sired forty sons
Though most of them feel victim
to the cruel harpoon guns
Ah but he was too much wise
to get caught by the gunners' eyes
And so he lived at sea a hundred
years
His mouth was as large as a
tunnel so they say
His hide was thick as leather
and his eyes quick and small
And his back was all scarred
by the times he got away
And he knew the smell of whalers
did Big Blue
Big Blue passed away to his
natural decay
Beside the Arctic Circle as
he travelled up that way
And there never was a man
who was born with a gunner's hand
Who ever took a pan to Big
Blue
Now the gray whale has run
and the sperm is almost done
The finbacks and the Greenland
rights have all passed and gone
They've been taken by the
men for the money they could spend
And the killing never ends,
it just goes on
The oceans of the earth were
the home of big blue
He was the greatest monster
that the world ever knew
And the place that he loved
best was the waters to the west
Around the blue Pacific he
did roam
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