Stara Kuźnia - Historia złego sternika, co nie używał grzebyka

Listen to the story hey hey ho
That holds a load of horror hey hey ho
Whose scary hero hey hey ho
Is the one standing there by the steer
A very mean bald fellow
That has the whole ship in check

Come on boys, haul the halyards, under the watchful eye of the baldie
Haul it even if you fall on your face, while the egghead flashes above you
Get to work, boys, get to work under the watchful eye of a mean baldpate
Maybe he'll end up on the bottom of the sea, the fellow who brushes his hair with a sponge

In a port somewhere in the Middle East hey hey ho
Where baldness is not in fashion hey hey ho
Said the miraculous houris hey hey ho
How ugly is the bald one
Even if he gave us a mountain of gold
He won't use our bodies

Come on boys haul the halyards...

Fate can be so cruel hey hey ho
His hair is not to be touched* hey hey ho
Out of desperation mariners hey hey ho
Are tearing their hair out
Because this view of such baldplates
Bothers more than a hangover

Come on guys haul the halyards...

Once upon a time some other brig hey hey ho
Disappeared at the bottom of the sea he in a flash hey hey ho
Because these shines of bald plate hey hey ho
They seemed to him as a sea lantern
And when he wanted to change his course
It shattered among the rocks

Come on guys pull the halyards...

*meaning he'll not get hurt