Erie Canal
Tommy Makem Lyrics


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We were forty miles from Albany,
Forget it, I never shall!
What a terrible storm we had one night
On the E-ri-e Canal.

Chorus:
Oh, the E-ri-e was a-rising,
And gin was getting low,
And I scarcely think
We're gonna get a little drink
Till we get to Buffalo-o-o,
Till we get to Buffalo.

We were loaded down with barley,
We were loaded down with rye,
And the captain, he looked at me
With a gol-durn wicked eye.

Chorus

The captain he come up on deck
With a spyglass in his hand
But the fog it was so tarn-ol' thick
That he couldn't spy the land

Chorus

The cook she was a grand ol' gal,
She had a ragged dress.
And we hoisted her upon a pole
As a signal of distress.

Chorus

Well, the captain, he got married,
And the cook, she went to jail;




And I'm the only son-of-a-gun
That's left to tell the tale.

Overall Meaning

Tommy Makem's "Erie Canal" tells a story about a group of people traveling on a boat on the Erie Canal. The song starts with the singer reminiscing about a terrible storm they encountered on their journey, emphasizing the impact it left on him when he says "Forget it, I never shall." The chorus speaks to the falling supply of gin (short for Geneva, a type of gin produced in Holland) and the rising water level on the canal as they approach Buffalo, their final destination. The song goes on to describe a few colorful characters on the boat, such as the captain and the cook, both of whom meet different endings. The captain got married while the cook was sent to jail, and the only person left to share their experiences is the songwriter himself.


Line by Line Meaning

We were forty miles from Albany,
We were a considerable distance from Albany


Forget it, I never shall!
I remember it well


What a terrible storm we had one night
We experienced a severe storm one night


On the E-ri-e Canal.
While navigating on the Erie Canal


Oh, the E-ri-e was a-rising,
The water level of the Erie Canal was increasing


And gin was getting low,
Alcohol supply was running out


And I scarcely think
I doubt that we


We're gonna get a little drink
will be able to get some alcohol soon


Till we get to Buffalo-o-o,
Until we arrive at Buffalo


Till we get to Buffalo.
Until we arrive at Buffalo


We were loaded down with barley,
We had a heavy load of barley


We were loaded down with rye,
We had a heavy load of rye


And the captain, he looked at me
The captain stared at me


With a gol-durn wicked eye.
With an evil and twisted gaze


The captain he come up on deck
The captain went up to the deck


With a spyglass in his hand
Holding a telescope


But the fog it was so tarn-ol' thick
The fog was very dense


That he couldn't spy the land
He couldn't see the land


The cook she was a grand ol' gal,
The cook was a wonderful woman


She had a ragged dress.
She was wearing a tattered outfit


And we hoisted her upon a pole
We lifted her up on a pole


As a signal of distress.
As a sign that we needed help


Well, the captain, he got married,
The captain got married


And the cook, she went to jail;
The cook was imprisoned


And I'm the only son-of-a-gun
And I am the only one


That's left to tell the tale.
Who can recount the story




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