| Song | Jack Hinks |
| Artist | Great Big Sea |
| Album | Road Rage [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Traditional | |
| Ah, when Jack comes ashore | |
| He's got money galore | |
| And he's seldom cut short of a job | |
| He can dress now as well | |
| As any can tell | |
| With a good silver watch in his fob | |
| Poor Jack in his life | |
| Was ne'er paired with a wife | |
| Though sometimes with lasses he links | |
| He's a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Oh, Jack Hinks | |
| When inclined for to spend | |
| He walks with a friend | |
| And with pleasure he sits himself down | |
| He tips off his glass | |
| And he winks at the lass | |
| And he smiles if she happens to frown | |
| And like a ramblin' true blue | |
| When the rent becomes due | |
| On the table the money he clinks | |
| He's a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Round home the other fall | |
| We fell into a squall | |
| Now the northermost head of Cape Freels | |
| We were washed away | |
| Without further delay | |
| At the thought how my spirit it chills | |
| We were bashed on the rocks | |
| Like a hard hunted fox | |
| Of death and destruction he thinks | |
| He's a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Oh, Jack Hinks | |
| Jack without fail | |
| Was out in that same gale | |
| Having drove across Bonavist Bay | |
| Oh Neptune did sail | |
| As he handed all sail | |
| And he had his two spars cut away | |
| Oh, but Providence kind so eases the wind | |
| And on sailors so constantly thinks | |
| He saved | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gambol a caper | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| Ah, when Jack comes ashore | |
| He' s got money galore | |
| And he' s seldom cut short of a job | |
| He can dress now as well | |
| As any can tell | |
| With a good silver watch in his fob | |
| Poor Jack in his life | |
| Was ne' er paired with a wife | |
| Though sometimes with lasses he links | |
| He' s a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Oh, Jack Hinks | |
| When inclined for to spend | |
| He walks with a friend | |
| And with pleasure he sits himself down | |
| He tips off his glass | |
| And he winks at the lass | |
| And he smiles if she happens to frown | |
| And like a ramblin' true blue | |
| When the rent becomes due | |
| On the table the money he clinks | |
| He' s a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Round home the other fall | |
| We fell into a squall | |
| Now the northermost head of Cape Freels | |
| We were washed away | |
| Without further delay | |
| At the thought how my spirit it chills | |
| We were bashed on the rocks | |
| Like a hard hunted fox | |
| Of death and destruction he thinks | |
| He' s a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Oh, Jack Hinks | |
| Jack without fail | |
| Was out in that same gale | |
| Having drove across Bonavist Bay | |
| Oh Neptune did sail | |
| As he handed all sail | |
| And he had his two spars cut away | |
| Oh, but Providence kind so eases the wind | |
| And on sailors so constantly thinks | |
| He saved | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gambol a caper | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| Ah, when Jack comes ashore | |
| He' s got money galore | |
| And he' s seldom cut short of a job | |
| He can dress now as well | |
| As any can tell | |
| With a good silver watch in his fob | |
| Poor Jack in his life | |
| Was ne' er paired with a wife | |
| Though sometimes with lasses he links | |
| He' s a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Oh, Jack Hinks | |
| When inclined for to spend | |
| He walks with a friend | |
| And with pleasure he sits himself down | |
| He tips off his glass | |
| And he winks at the lass | |
| And he smiles if she happens to frown | |
| And like a ramblin' true blue | |
| When the rent becomes due | |
| On the table the money he clinks | |
| He' s a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Round home the other fall | |
| We fell into a squall | |
| Now the northermost head of Cape Freels | |
| We were washed away | |
| Without further delay | |
| At the thought how my spirit it chills | |
| We were bashed on the rocks | |
| Like a hard hunted fox | |
| Of death and destruction he thinks | |
| He' s a seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks | |
| Oh, Jack Hinks | |
| Jack without fail | |
| Was out in that same gale | |
| Having drove across Bonavist Bay | |
| Oh Neptune did sail | |
| As he handed all sail | |
| And he had his two spars cut away | |
| Oh, but Providence kind so eases the wind | |
| And on sailors so constantly thinks | |
| He saved | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gambol a caper | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| That seafaring sailmate | |
| Can gamble and caper | |
| A grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks |