The Er-i-e Was Risin'

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Yellow Jack

Yellow Jack is a 1938 film released by Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer based on the 1934 play Yellow Jack. Both were co-written by Sidney Howard and Paul de Kruif (the former a Pulitzer- and Oscar-winning playwright and screenwriter; the latter a well-known microbiologist and author).Produced and directed by the legendary Guthrie McClintic, the original Broadway play co-starred James Stewart and Sam Levene and opened at the Martin Beck Theatre, March 6, 1934. Stewart's performance as Sergeant John O'Hara in the Broadway production of Yellow Jack attracted the attention of Hollywood along with a MGM contract. Unfortunately when Yellow Jack was filmed, Stewart was unavailable and replaced by Robert Montgomery. Sam Levene was the only member of the original Broadway cast to… more »

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We were forty-nine miles from Albany, forget it I never shall
What a terrible storm we had that night On the E-ri-e Canal

Oh! the E-ri-e was rising
And the gin was a-getting low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
Til we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o; 'Til we get to Buffalo

Our cook her name was Big Foot Sal, she wore a bright red dress
We h'isted it up on the mast as a signal of distress

Oh yea, she was a grand old gal, stood 6 foot in her socks
With a hoof just like an elephant, and breath that opened locks

Oh! the E-ri-e was rising
And the gin was a-getting low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
Til we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o; 'Til we get to Buffalo

We were loaded down with barley, we were chock-full up on rye
And the captain he looked down at me with his gol-durned wicked eye

Oh, lay me on the horse bridge, With my feet up toward the bough
Let it be a Lockport laker or a Tonawanda scow

Oh! the E-ri-e was rising
And the gin was a-getting low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
Til we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o; 'Til we get to Buffalo

Two days out from Syracuse the vessel struck a shoal
We like to all be foundered on a chunk o' Lackawanna coal

We hollered to the captain on the towpath, treadin' dirt
He jumped on board and stopped the leak with his old red flannel shirt

Oh! the E-ri-e was rising
And the gin was a-getting low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
Til we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o; 'Til we get to Buffalo

I've travelled all around this world, and Tonawanda, too
I'm every inch a sailor boys, been beaten black and blue

The cook is in the Police Gazette, the captain went to jail
And I'm the only son-of-a-bitch that's left to tell the tale. Oh

Oh! the E-ri-e was rising
And the gin was a-getting low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
Til we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o; 'Til we get to Buffalo

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