Away, away fife and drum, we come, full of rum. Looking for women who their bum In the Atlantic Squadron.
When we arrived in Montreal, she her legs from wall to wall. She the Captain balls and all in the North Atlantic Squadron.
We seven days at sea, the Captain took to buggery. His only joy was the cabin boy in the North Squadron.
Away, away with and drum, Here we come, of rum. Looking for who peddle their bum In the Atlantic Squadron.
A-sailing up and down the coast, now the thing we love the most, To fuck the girls and drink a toast to the North Squadron.
Well, off the coast of Labrador we on board a floating whore. We her forty times or more in the North Atlantic Squadron.
Away, away with and drum, we come, full of rum. Looking for who peddle their bum In the North Squadron.
A-sailing up to Newfoundland each sailor had his in hand. Oh say, my boys, can you make it stand? in the Atlantic Squadron.
And when our ship is in dry dock the around us all do flock. It's every man unfurl your in the North Atlantic Squadron.
Away, away fife and drum, we come, full of rum. Looking for who peddle their bum In the Atlantic Squadron. Away, away fife and drum, Here we come, of rum. Looking for who peddle their bum In the Atlantic Squadron. Away, away fife and drum, we come, full of rum. Looking for who peddle their bum In the North Squadron.