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SOA Lyrics"Jolly Roving Tar"(Our Version) |
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Verse: Ships May Come, and ships may go, As long as the seas do roll. Each sailor lad, just like his dad, He loves the Flowing bowl. A trip ashore, he does adore, With a girl that’s plump and Round. Chorus:
But when your money’s all gone It’s the same old song: ‘Get up Jack; John, sit down’ Come along, come along Me jolly brave boys, There’s lots more grog in the jar. We’ll plow the briny ocean With a jolly rovin’ tar Come along, come along (Repeat)
Oh, ships will come and ships will go as long as waves do roll; Each sailor lad, likewise his dad, will love the flowing bowl. A float, a o'shore, they do adore a lass that's plump and roun'; When the money's gone 'its the same old song, Get up, Jack, John, sit down. – Chorus: Heigh, laddie, Ho, laddie. Swing the capstan 'round'; When the money's gone, 'tis the same old song, Get up, Jack, John, sit down. An old sheath-kinfe and souwester are staunch old friends at night; a glass o'grog, in rain or fog, will steer a sailor right. From old Brazil to Bunker Hill we, scatter dollars roun'; When the money's gone 'tis the same old song, Get up, Jack, John, sit down Chorus: Go take a cruise on men o'war to China or Japan; In Asia there the maidens fair, all love a sailor man; While Tom and Joe pa la ver oh. and buy the girls a gown; When the money's gone 'its the same old song, Get up, Jack, John, sit down Chorus: When Jack's a'shore, oh, then he steers to some old boarding house, He's welcomed in with rum and gin, and fed on pork and souse; He'll spend and lend, and ne'er offend, and lay drunk on the groan'; When the money's gone 'tis the same old song, Get up, Jack, John, sit down Chorus: When Jack is old and weather beat, too weak to roust about, In some rumshop they let him stop, at eight bells he's turned out; He cries, he cries up to the skies, I'll soon be homeward bound; For my money's gone 'tis the same old song, Get up, Jack, John, sit down.
Thank You
Philip Harrigan Sheedy