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