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Liverpool

From Liverpool to 'Frisco I went,
For to stay in that country was my intent.
But drinkin' strong whiskey like damn fools,
I was soon shanghied back to Liverpool, singin,

row! Row, bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies got us in tow.

I shipped in the lyin' out in the bay,
We was waitin' for a wind to get under way.
The sailors on board they was all and sore,
They'd drunk all their whiskey and could get no more,

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One night off Cape Horn I will forget,
And it's oh, but a when I think of it yet.
We was goin' bows the sails was all wet,
We was runnin' twelve knots with the skysail set, singin'

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along comes the mate in his jacket of blue,
He's lookin' for work for the to do.
And it's "Up topsail halyards!" he does roar,
And "Lay Paddy. You son of a whore.", singin',

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Well now we are sailin' down the line,
I think of it now, oh, we had a hard time.
The box-haulin' them yards all around,
To catch flash clipper the Thacker MacGowan, and

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Well, now we've back in Bramley-Moore Dock,
And all the flash judies to the do flock.
Our barrel's run dry and me six advance,
And I think it's high for to get up and dance, singin'

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a health to our captain wheree'er he may be,
He's a devil on and a bucko at sea.
But as for that first mate, the ol' brute,
We hope when he straight to hell he'll skyoot, singin'

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