Voices rippled from chantey to roundelay and back to chantey again.
That wan't no rum and woman song, that was the old 'Whisky, Johnny' chantey.
Then, far across the harbor, I heard the great voice of a chantey man singing while the crew heaved at the windlass.
The song or chantey was familiar to deep-sea sailors many years ago.
He was piecing out the chantey and fitting words to it, and succeeding rather well.