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Liverpool

From to 'Frisco a-roving I went,
For to stay in that country was my intent.
But drinkin' strong whiskey like other fools,
I was very shanghied back to Liverpool, singin,

row! Row, bullies, row!
Them judies have 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 was all sick and sore,
They'd all their whiskey and could get no more, singin'

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One night off Cape I will never forget,
And it's oh, but a when I think of it yet.
We was goin' under the sails was all wet,
We was runnin' twelve knots the main skysail set, singin'

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

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

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(break)

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

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

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