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Haul For Rosie
Were you ever down on the Shore,
It is a treat, Oh!
Way, haul away, we'll haul for Rosie
Way, haul away, we'll haul for Rosie, Oh.
Where the Baltimore whores in their drawers
runnin' out to greet you.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for
Way, haul away, we'll haul for Rosie, Oh.
Oh, when I was a boy
My mother often me;
That If I kiss the girls
My would all get mouldy.
I the seas for seven years
Not what I was missin';
Then I trimmed my sails the gales
And in a-kissin'.
Well, first I had an gal,
Her name was Kitty
She me boots, she stole me clothes
She me plate and pannikin.
And then I got a German
And she was fat and lazy,
And I got a New York girl
She damn drove me crazy.
And I got a Frenchie girl
She took free and aisy;
But now I have an girl
An' she is a daisy.
So harken I sing to you
About my Nancy;
copper-bottomed, clipper-built
And my cut and fancy.
Well, once in my I married a wife
And Damn! but she was
She worked a day in her life,
damn near drove me crazy.
She stayed out all night, a of a sight!
And where do you I found 'er?
the pump, the story goes,
With forty men 'er.
You yerself a second mate,
An' cannot tie a
You cannot stand up straight
When the packet a rollin'.
Collected, I believe, by A. L. Lloyd; Recorded by Stu
Verses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; are a sort of
hash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. verse by (?) Bob
Hitchcock.
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