Queequeg's father still waits for Queequeg...

A Song from A Father 


This song was sang by Queequeg's father, who hoped that one day his son would come back.





O Queequeg, why don't you come back to home?

You been out ridin' waves for so long now


Oh, you're a hard one

I know that you got your reasons

These things that you're learning

Can corrupt you somehow


The Whites won't understand us, boy

They'll beat you if they're able

you're my son you cannot be impure


Now it seems to me, some fine things

Have been practiced in our culture

But you chose to live in hypocrisy


O Queegueg, oh, you ain't gettin' no respect

The pain and discrimination, will drive you home

And Christians, oh Christianity, that's just some people talkin'

You’re heathen You’ll walk through White's world all alone


Doesn't your body get cold in the water?

The sea’s upset and the wave merciless

It's hard to tell the night time from the day

You're losin' all your highs and lows

Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?


O Queequeg, why don't you come back to home?

Come back from the sea, become my heir

It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you

You better come alive, before it's too late

*This song is a remake of the song "Desperado" by Eagles.*

Queequeg speaks after he dies...

"Here was a man some twenty thousand miles from home, by the way of Cape Horn, that is--which was the only way he could get there--thrown among people as strange to him as though he were in the planet Jupiter; and yet he seemed entirely at his ease; preserving the utmost serenity; content with his own companionship; always equal to himself." - Moby Dick, Herman Melville. "The Bosom Friend" pg. 56