Sea Shanties Lyric Part 7 Of 7

31. Roller Bowler

As I rolled out one mornin'
Away, you roller bowler!
As I rolled out one mornin'
I met a lady fair

Timme. hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Good morning ladies all
Away, you roller bowler
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha!
Good mornin', ladies all

The first time that I saw her
Away, you roller bowler!
The first time that I saw her,
that saucy gal of mine:

Timme. hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Good morning ladies all
Away, you roller bowler
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha!
Good mornin', ladies all

But when she found that I was skint
Away, you roller bowler!
But when she found that I was skint
She left me standing there

Timme. hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Good morning ladies all
Away, you roller bowler
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha!
Good mornin', ladies all

I squared me yards an' sailed away
Away, you roller bowler!
I squared me yards an' sailed away
An' to the ship I went

Timme. hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Good morning ladies all
Away, you roller bowler
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha!
Good mornin', ladies all

She winked & flipped a flipper
Away, you roller bowler!
She winked & flipped a flipper
she thought I was a mate

Timme. hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Good morning ladies all
Away, you roller bowler
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha!
Good mornin', ladies all

32. The Worst Old Ship

The worst old ship that ever did sail,
Sailed out of Harwich on a windy day.

Chorus:
And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day
That we get our pay.

She was built in Roman time,
Held together with bits of twine

"Chorus"

Nothing in the galley—nothing in the hold,
But the skipper's turned in with a bag of gold.

"Chorus"

Off Orford Ness she sprang a leak,
Hear her poor old timbers creak.

"Chorus"

We pumped our way round Lowestoft Ness,
When the wind backed round to the west-sou'-west.

"Chorus"

Into the Humber and up the town,
Pump you blighters—pump or drown.

33. Way Me Susiana

We'll heave him up and away we'll go
('Way, me Susiana!)
That is where the cocks do crow
(We're all bound over the mountain)

An' when the cocks begin to crow
('Way, me Susiana!)
'Tis time for me to roll an' go
(We're all bound over the mountain)

And if we drown while we are young
('Way, me Susiana!)
It's better to drown than to wait to be hung
(We're all bound over the mountain)

Oh, growl ye may but go ye must
('Way, me Susiana!)
If ye growl too hard yer head they'll bust
(We're all bound over the mountain)

Up sox, you cocks, hand her two blocks
('Way, me Susiana!)
And go below to yer ol' ditty box
(We're all bound over the mountain)

Oh, rock and shake 'er, one more drag
('Way, me Susiana!)
Oh, bend yer duds an' pack yer bag
(We're all bound over the mountain)

34. Where Am I To Go M'Johnnies

Where am I to go me Johnnies, where am I to go?
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
Ho where am I to go me Johnnies, oh where am I to
go?
For I’m a young sailor boy and where am I to go?

Way up on that t'gallant yard, that's where you’re
bound to go
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
Way up in that t'gallant yard, the gans'l for to stow.
For I’m a young sailor boy and where am I to go!

Way up on that t'gallant yard and take that gans'l in
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
Way up on that t'gallant yard the rabbit for to skin
For I'm a young sailor boy and where am I to go!

Where am I to go me Johnnies, where am I to go.
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
You're bound away around Cape Horn, that's where
you're bound to go .
For I'm a young sailor boy and where am I to go!

You're bound away around cape horn all through the
ice an' snow
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
You're bound away me bully boys, that's where you're
bound to go.
For I'm a young sailor boy and where am I to go!

You're bound to be a sailorman, when you have served
your time.
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
You're bound to be a sailorman all in the blackball line
For I’m a young sailor boy and where am I to go!

Where am I to go me Johnnies, where am I to go?
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go,
Ho where am I to go me Johnnies, oh where am I to
go?
For I’m a young sailor boy and where am I to go?

35. Maid Of Amsterdam

In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
Mark well what I do say!
In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
Who was always pinchin' the sailor's trade.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',
Since rovin's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving,
With you fair maid!

I took this maiden for a walk,
Mark well what I do say!
I took this maiden for a walk,
She wanted some gin and didn't she talk.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',
Since rovin's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving,
With you fair maid!

She said, "You sailors I love you so,"
Mark well what I do say!
"All you sailors, I love you so,"
And the reason why I soon did know.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',
Since rovin's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving,
With you fair maid!

She placed her hand upon my knee,
Mark well what I do say!
She placed her hand upon my knee,
I said "Young miss, you're rather free."
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',
Since rovin's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving,
With you fair maid!

I gave this miss a parting kiss,
Mark well what I do say!
I gave this miss a parting kiss,
When I got aboard my money I missed.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',
Since rovin's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving,
With you fair maid!

Sea Shanties Lyric Part 6 Of 7

26. Homeward Bound

Hey boys!
Oh, don't yiz hear the old man say?
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Oh. Don't yiz hear the old man say?
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We're Homeward bound to Liverpool Town,
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Where all them judies, they will come down
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

An' when we gits to the Wallasey Gates
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye. fare-ye-Well!
Sally an' Oily for their flash men do wait
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

An' one to the other ye'll hear them say,
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-Well!
Here comes Johnny with his fourteen mont's pay!
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We meet these fly gals an' well ring the ol-bel.
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
With them judies, we'l raise merry hell
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We're homeward bound to the gals o' the tom
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
And stamp up me bullies an' heave it around.
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

An' when we gits home, boys, oh, won't we fly round.
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Well heave up the anchor to this bully sound
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We're all homeward bound for the old backyard.
Goodbye Fare-ye-well! Goodbye Fare-ye-well!
Then heave, me bullies, we're all bound homeward
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

Heave with a will boys, oh, heave long an'strong.
Goodbye Fare-ye-well! Goodbye Fare-ye-well!
Sing a good chorus for tis a good song
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We're homeward bound, well have yiz to know.
Goodbye Fare-ye-well! Goodbye Fare-ye-well!
An' over the water to England must go!
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

27. Johnny Boker

Oh! Do my Johnny Boker,
Come rock and roll me over.
Do! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
The skipper is a rover.
Do! My Johnny Boker, do!

The mate he's never sober.
The Bo'sun is a tailor.
We'll all go on a jamboree..
The Packet is a Rolin'.
Well pull and haul together.
Well haul for better weather.
And soon we'll be in London Town.
Come rock and roll me over.

28. Lowlands Away

I dreamed a dream the other night,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
My love she came dressed all in white,
My Lowlands away.

I dreamed my love came in my sleep,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
Her cheeks were wet, her eyes did weep. My Lowlands away.

She came to me at my bed-side,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
All dressed in white like some fair bride.
My Lowlands away.

And bravely in her bosom fair,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
A red, red love did my love wear.
My Lowlands away.

She made no sound-no word she said,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
And then I knew my love was dead.
My Lowlands away.

I bound the weeper round my head,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
For now I knew my love was dead.
My Lowlands away.

She waved her hand-she said goodbye,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
I wiped the tear from out my eye.
My Lowlands away.

And then awoke to hear the cry,
Lowlands, Lowlands, away, my John.
'Oh, watch on
deck, oh, watch ahoy!'
My Lowlands away.

29. Padstow Farewell

It's time to go now,
Haul away your anchor,
Haul away your anchor,
It's our sailing time.

Get some sail upon her,
Haul away your halyards,
Haul away your halyards.
It's our sailing time.

Get her on her course now,
Haul away your foresheets,
Haul away your foresheets,
It's our sailing time.

Waves are surging under,
Haul away down Channel,
Haul away down Channel,
On the evening tide.

When your sailing's over,
Haul away for Heaven,
Haul away for Heaven,
God be by your side.

It's time to go now,
Haul away your anchor,
Haul away your anchor,
It's our sailing time.

30. Roll Boys Roll

Sally Brown, she's the gal for me boys!
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
Sally Brown she's the gal for me, boys!
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

It's down to Trinidad to see Sally Brown boys!
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
Down to Trinidad to see Sally Brown boys!
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

She's lovely on the foreyard, an' she's lovely down below boys!
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
She's lovely 'cause she loves me, that's all I want to know boys!
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

Ol' Captain Baker, how do you store yer cargo
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
Some I stow for'ard, boys, an' some I stow a'ter
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

Fourty fathoms or more below boys!
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
There's fourty fathoms or more below boys.
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

Oh, way high ya, an' up she rises
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
Way high ya, and the blocks is different sizes
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

Oh, one more pull, don't ya hear the mate a-bawlin?
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
Oh, one more pull, that's the end of all the hawlin'
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

Sally Brown she's the gal for me boys!
(Chorus) Roll Boys! Roll boys roll!
Sally Brown she's the gal for me, boys!
(Chorus) Way high, Miss Sally Brown

Sea Shanties Lyric Part 5 Of 7

21. So Early In The Morning

The mate was drunk and he went below to take a swig at his bottle o
So early in the morning the sailor likes his bottle o
The bottle o, the bottle o, the sailor loves his bottle o
A bottle of rum, a bottle o gin, a bottle of irish whiskey o
The baccy o, tabaccy o, the sailor loves his baccy o
A packet o shag, a packet o cut a plug of hard terbaccy o
The lassies o, the maidens o, the sailor loves the judies o
A lass from the 'pool, a girl from the Tyne, a chowlah so fine and dandy o
A bully rough house, a bully rough house, the sailor likes his rough house o
Tread on me coat and all hands in, a bully good rough- and tumble o
A sing song o, a sing song o, the sailor likes a sing song o
A drinking song, a song o love, a ditty of seas and shipmates o

22. Fish In The Sea

Come all you young sailor men, listen to me,
I'l sing you a song of the fish in the sea;

And it's—
Windy weather, boys, stormy weather, boys.
When the wind blows, we're all together, boys;
Blow ye winds westerly, blow ye winds, blow,
Jolly sou'wester, boys, steady she goes.

Up jumps the eel with his slippery tail,
Climbs up aloft and reefs the topsail

And it's—
Windy weather, boys, stormy weather, boys.
When the wind blows, we're all together, boys;
Blow ye winds westerly, blow ye winds, blow,
Jolly sou'wester, boys, steady she goes.

Then up jumps the shark with his nine rows of teeth,
Saying, "You eat the dough boys, and I'D eat the beef!"

And it's—
Windy weather, boys, stormy weather, boys.
When the wind blows, we're all together, boys;
Blow ye winds westerly, blow ye winds, blow,
Jolly sou'wester, boys, steady she goes.

Up jumps the whale., the largest of all,
"If you want any wind, well, I'll blow ye a squall!!

And it's—
Windy weather, boys, stormy weather, boys.
When the wind blows, we're all together, boys;
Blow ye winds westerly, blow ye winds, blow,
Jolly sou'wester, boys, steady she goes.

23. The Rio Grande

0 say was you ever in Rio Grande?
A-weigh, you Rio!
It's there that the river brings down golden sand,
For we're bound for the Rio Grande

And away, boys, away.
A-weigh, you Rio!
It's fare-you-well my bonny young girls,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande

It's fare well to you all the girts of the town.
A-weigh, you Rio!
You got our half-pay for to keep you around,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!

And away, boys, away.
A-weigh, you Rio!
It's fare-you-well my bonny young girls,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande

She's a deep water ship and a deep water crew.
A-weigh, you Rio!
You can keep to the coast but we're dammed if we do,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!

And away, boys, away.
A-weigh, you Rio!
It's fare-you-well my bonny young girls,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande
We was sick of the beach when our money was gone.
A-weigh, you Rio!
And sign in this packet to drive her along,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!

24. Captain Kidd

O, my name was Captain Kidd,
as I sailed, as I sailed,
O, my name was Captain Kidd,
as I sailed.
My name was Captain Kidd
And God's laws I did forbid,
And so wickedly I did
as I sailed, as I sailed.
So wickedly I did
as I sailed.

I murdered William Moore,
as I sailed, as I sailed.
O, I murdered William Moore
as I sailed.
I laid him in his gore,
Not many leagues from the shore,
O, I murdered William Moore,
as I sailed, as I sailed.
I murdered William Moore
as I sailed.

I spied three ships from Spain
as I sailed, as I sailed,
O, I spied three ships from Spain
as I sailed.
I spied three ships from Spain,
and I fired on them a-main,
And most of them I slain,
as I sailed, as I sailed.
And most of them I slain
as I sailed.

Come all you young and old,
see me die, see me die.
Come all you young and old,
see me die.
You are welcome to my goal,
And by it I lost my soul
Come all you young and old,
I must die, I must die.
Come all you young and old,
I must die.

25. Hauley Hauley Ho

England, ould Ireland
England, ould Ireland
England, ould Ireland
Hauley Hauley Ho!

Paddy M'Ginty
Paddy, Jock and Jackie too.
Oh Paddy M'Ginty,
Hauley, Hauley-ho!

Shamrock an' Rose, boys.
Shamrock, Rose, and prickly Thistle too,
Shamrock an' Rose, boys,
Hauley Hauley Ho!

England, ould Ireland
England, ould Ireland
England, ould Ireland
Hauley Hauley Ho!

Sea Shanties Lyric Part 4 Of 7

16. Hi-Ho Come Roll Me Over

Why don't you blow
High-O! come roll me over
Why don't you blow
High-O! come roll me over
One man to strike the bell
High-O! come roll me over
One man to strike the bell
High-O! come roll me over
Two men to man the wheel
High-O! come roll me over
Two men to man the wheel
High-O! come roll me over
Three men, to gallant braces
High-O! come roll me over
Three men, to gallant braces
High-O! come roll me over
Four men to furl t'garns'ls
High-O! come roll me over
Four men to furl t'garns'ls
High-O! come roll me over
Five men to bunt-a-bo
High-O! come roll me over
Five men to bunt-a-bo
High-O! come roll me over

17. Roll And Go

There was a ship - she sailed to Spain,
Oh, roll and go!
There was a ship came home again,
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

What d'ye think was in her hold?
Oh, roll and go!
There was diamonds, there was gold.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

And what was in her lazareet?
Oh, roll and go!
Good split peas and bad bull meat.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

Many a sailorman gets drowned,
Oh, roll and go!
Many a sailorman gets drowned.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

18. The Sailboat Malarkey

There was a ship - she sailed to Spain,
Oh, roll and go!
There was a ship came home again,
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

What d'ye think was in her hold?
Oh, roll and go!
There was diamonds, there was gold.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

And what was in her lazareet?
Oh, roll and go!
Good split peas and bad bull meat.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

Many a sailorman gets drowned,
Oh, roll and go!
Many a sailorman gets drowned.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

19. The Wild Goose

There was a ship - she sailed to Spain,
Oh, roll and go!
There was a ship came home again,
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

What d'ye think was in her hold?
Oh, roll and go!
There was diamonds, there was gold.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

And what was in her lazareet?
Oh, roll and go!
Good split peas and bad bull meat.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

Many a sailorman gets drowned,
Oh, roll and go!
Many a sailorman gets drowned.
Tommy's on the topsail yard!

20. Whiskey Johnny

Whiskey is the life of men.
Whiskey! Johnny!
Ohh whiskey is the life of men.
Whiskey for my Johnny Ohh.

I drink whiskey when i can.
Whiskey! Johnny!
I drink it out of an ol' tin can.
Whiskey for my Johnny Ohh.

Whiskey gave me a broken nose.
Whiskey! Johnny!
Whiskey made me pawn my toes.
Whiskey for my Johnny Ohh.

Whiskey drove me around Cape Horn.
Whiskey! Johnny!
It was many amongst where I was gone.
Whiskey for my Johnny Ohh.

I tought I heard the old man say.
Whiskey! Johnny!
I treat my crew in a decent way.
Whiskey for my Johnny Ohh.

A glass of Grappa for every man.
Whiskey! Johnny!
And a bottle for santy man.
Whiskey for my Johnny Ohh.

Sea Shanties Lyric Part 3 Of 7

11. Randy Dandy O

Now we are ready to sail for the Horn,
Way, ay, roll an' go!
Our boots an' our clothes boys are all in the pawn,
Time rollickin' randy dandy O!

Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
Way, ay, roll an' go!
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
Time rollickin' randy dandy O!

Soon we'll be warping her out through the locks,
Way, ay, roll an' go!
Where the pretty young gals all come down in their flocks,
Time rollickin' randy dandy O!

Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
Way, ay, roll an' go!
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
Time rollickin' randy dandy O!

Come breast the bars, bullies, an' heave her away,
Way, ay, roll an' go!
Soon we'll be rollin' her 'way down the Bay,
Time rollickin' randy dandy O!

Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
Way, ay, roll an' go!
The anchor's on board an'
cable's all stored,
Time rollickin' randy dandy O!

12. Stormalong John

Oh, poor old Stormy's dead and gone
Storm along boys! Storm along John!
Oh, poor old Stormy's dead and gone
Ah-ha, come along get along
Stormy along John!

I dug his grave with a silver spade
Storm along boys! Storm along John!
I dug his grave with a silver spade
Ah-ha, come along get along
Stormy along John!

I lower'd him down with a golden chain
Storm along boys! Storm along John!
I lower'd him down with a golden chain
Ah-ha, come along get along
Stormy along John!

I carried him away to Montego Bay
Storm along boys! Storm along John!
I carried him away to Montego Bay
Ah-ha, come along get along
Stormy along John!

13. Cheer'ly Man { In Fix }

Oh, Nancy Dawson, hio!
Cheer'ly man!
She's got a notion, hio,
Cheer'ly man!
For our old bosun, hio!
Cheer'ly man,
Oh! hauley, hio!
Cheer'ly man.

Oh, the ladies of the town, hio!
Cheer'ly man,
All soft as down, hio,
Cheer'ly man,
In their best gown, hio.
Cheer'ly man,
Oh! hauley, hio!
Cheer'ly man.

Oh, haughty cocks, hio,
Cheer'ly man,
Oh, split the blocks, hio,
Cheer'ly man,
Oh, stretch her luff, hio.
Cheer'ly man,
Oh! hauley, hio!
Cheer'ly man.

Oh, Betsy Baker, hio!
Cheer'ly man;
Lived in Long Acre, hio,
Cheer'ly man,
Married a Quaker, hio.
Cheer'ly man,
Oh! hauley, hio!
Cheer'ly man.

14. Good Morning Ladies All

We are outward bound for Kingston town
With a heave-o, haul!
An' we'll heave the ol' wheel round an' round
Good mornin' ladies all!

An' when we get to Kingston town
With a heave-o, haul!
Oh, 'tis there we'll drink and sorrow drown
Good mornin' ladies all!

Them gals down south are free an' gay
With a heave-o, haul!
Wid them we'll spend our hard-earned pay
Good mornin' ladies all!

We'll swing around, we'll have good fun
With a heave-o, haul!
An' soon we'll be back on the homeward run
Good mornin' ladies all!

An' when we get to Bristol town
With a heave-o, haul!
For the very last time we'll waltz around
Good mornin' ladies all!

With Poll and Meg an' Sally too
With a heave-o, haul!
We'll drink an' dance wid a hullabaloo
Good mornin' ladies all!

So a long goodbye to all you dears
With a heave-o, haul!
Don't cry for us, don't waste yer tears
Good mornin' ladies all!

15. Handy Me Boys { In Fix }

Why can't ye be so handy-o!
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Oh, aloft this yard must go.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Ooh! Up aloft from down below.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Growl ye may, but go ye must.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Growl too much an yer head they'll bust.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Oh, a bully ship an' a bully crew.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Oh, we're the gang for the kick 'er through.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Yer advance has gone, yer at sea again.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Hey, bound round the horn through the hail an' rain.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Sing an' haul, an' haul an' sing.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Up aloft this yard we'll swing.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Up aloft that yard must go.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

For we are outward bound, ye know.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

A handy ship an' a handy crew.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

A handy Mate an Old Man too.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Sea Shanties Lyric Part 2 Of 7

6. The Coast Of High Barbary

Look ahead, look a stern, look the weather in the lee,
Blow high! Blow low! and so sailed we.
I see a wreck to the windward and a lofty ship to lee,
A sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbary

O are you a pirate or a man-o-war? cried we.
Blow high! Blow low! and so sailed we.
O no! I'm not a pirate but a man-o-war, cried he.
A sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbary

We'll back up our topsails and heave our vessel to;
Blow high! Blow low! and so sailed we.
For we have got some letters to be carried home by you.
A sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbary

For broadside, for broadside they fought all on the main;
Blow high! Blow low! and so sailed we.
Until at last the frigate shot the pirate's mast away.
A sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbary

With cutlass and gun, O we fought for hours three;
Blow high! Blow low! and so sailed we.
The ship it was their coffin and their grave it was the sea.
A sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbary

7. The Dead Horse

A poor old man came riding by
And we say so and we know so
Oh, a poor old man came riding by
Oh poor old man

Says I old man your horse will die
And we say so and we know so
And if he dies we'll tan his hide
Oh poor old man

And if he don't i'll ride him again
And we say so and we know so
And I'll ride him till the lord knows when
Oh poor old man

Hes dead as a nail in the lamp room door
And we say so and we know so
And he wont come worrying us no more
Oh poor old man

We'll use the hair of his tail to sew our sails
And we say so and we know so
And the iron of his shoes to make deck nails
Oh poor old man

Drop him down with a long long rope
And we say so and we know so
Where the sharks will have his body and the devil takes his soul
Oh poor old man

8. Drunken Sailor

Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

What will we do with a drunken sailor,
What will we do with a drunken sailor.
What will we do with a drunken sailor,
Early in the morning?

Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Put 'em in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him,
Put 'em in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him,
Put 'em in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him,
Early in the morning!

Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Put him in the brig until he's sober,
Put him in the brig until he’s sober,
Put him in the brig until he's sober,
Early in the morning!

Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Way-hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

9. Leave Her, Johnny

I thought I heard the Old Man say:
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her."
Tomorrow you will get your pay,
and its time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.

Oh, the wind was foul and the sea ran high
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
She shipped it green and none went by.
And it's time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.

I hate to sail on this rotten tub.
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her!"
No grog allowed and rotten grub.
And it's time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.

We swear by rote for want of more.
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her!"
But now were through so we'll go on shore.
And it's time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.

10. Paddy Doyle's Boots

To me, Way-ay-ay yah!
We'll pay Paddy Doyle for his boots!

To me Way-ay-ay yah!
Well all drink brandy
nd gin!

To me Way-ay-ay yah!
We'll all shave under the chin!

To me Way-ay-ay yah!
We'll all throw muck at the cook!

To me Way-ay-ay yah!
The dirty ol' man's on the poop!

To me Way-ay-ay yah!
We'll bouse her up and be done!

To me Way-ay-ay yah!
We'll pay Paddy Doyle for his boots!

Sea Shanties Lyric Part 1 Of 7

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1. Billy Riley

Old Billy Riley was a dancing master.
Old Billy Riley, oh. Old Billy Riley!

Old Billy Riley's master of a drogher.
Old Billy Riley, oh. Old Billy Riley!

Master of a drogher bound for Antigua.
Old Billy Riley, oh. Old Billy Riley!

Old Billy Riley has a nice young daughter.
Old Billy Riley, oh. Old Billy Riley!

Oh Missy Riley, little Missy Riley.
Old Billy Riley, oh. Old Billy Riley!

Had a pretty daughter, but we cant get at her.
Old Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Screw her up and away we go, boys.
Old Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

One more pull and then belay, boys
Old Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

2. Bully In The Alley

So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
Way, hey, bully in the alley
So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
Bully down in Shinbone Al
Oh, Sally is the girl down in our alley
Now, Sally is the gal that I spliced nearly
So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
I'll leave my Sal to go a-sailin'
I'll leave my gal and go a-whalin'
So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley
So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley

3. Derby Ram

As I was going to Derby, 'twas on a market day,
I met the finest ram, sirs, that ever was fed upon hay.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

This ram and I got drunk, sir, as drunk as drunk could be.
And when we sobered up, sir, we were far away out on the sea.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

This wonderful old ram, sir, was playful as a kid; He swallowed the captain's spyglass along with the bo'sun's fid.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

One morning on the poop, sir, afore eight bells was struck,
He climbed up to the sky's I yard an' sat down on the truck.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

This wonnerful ol' ram, sir, he tried a silly trick, He tried to jump a five-barred fence an landed in a rick.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

This wonnerful ol'ram, sir, it grew two horns of brass, One grew out o' his shoulder blade, t'other turned into a mast .

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

An' when this ram was killed, sir, the butcher was covered in blood,
Five and twenty butcher boys was carried away the flood.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

An' when this ram was z dead, sir, they buried it in St Joan's,
It tool ten men an' an elephant to carry one of it's bones.

That's a lie, that's a lie
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

4. Running Down To Cuba

Running down to Cuba with a toad of sugar,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Make her run you, lime juice squeezes,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Running down to Cuba

O, I got a sister, she's nine feet tall,
Weiqh, me bovs, to Cuba!
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall.
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Running down to Cuba

The captain he will trim the sails,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Winging the water over the rails,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Running down to Cuba

Give me a gal can dance Fadango,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Round as a melon and sweet as a mango,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Running down to Cuba

Load this sugar and home-ward go,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Mister mate, he told me so,
Running down to Cuba.

Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Running down to Cuba

5. Spanish Ladies

Farewell and adieu to you, my fair Spanish ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, you ladies of Spain,
For we've received orders for to sail to old England;
But we hope very soon we shall see you again.

Well rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.

Then we hove our ship to with the wind at sou'-west, my boys,
We hove our ship to our soundings for to see;
So we rounded and sounded, and got forty-five fathoms,
We squared our mainyard, up channel steered we.

Well rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.

Now the first land we made it is called the Deadman,
Then Ram Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland, and Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlee and Dungeness,
Until we came abreast of the South Foreland Light.

Well rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.

Then the signal was made for the grand fleet for to anchor,
All in the Downs that night for to meet;
Then it's stand by your stoppers, let go your shank painters,
Haul all your clew garnets, stick out tacks and sheets.

Well rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.

Now let every man toss of a full bumper,
And let every man toss off a full bowl;
And we'll drink and be merry and drown melancholy,
Singing, here's a good health to all true-hearted souls.

Well rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.