We all remember Annine Praul, Went out to sea one day; Ithguleior bit off her head, Beneath the sea of gray, beneath the sea of gray!
And what about Therese's son, A brave and handsome boy; Ithguleoir et him up, His mother's pride and joy, his mother's pride and joy!
Oh how we mourn our good man Thom, Who swore he'd catch the dreadful beast; Ithguleoir et him whole, And then he ate the priest, and then he ate the priest!