Sailing over the Dogger Bank

Sailin' over the Dogger Bank: Oh, wasn't it a treat? Wind a-blowing east-nor'-east, We had to give a sheet! You ought to see us runnin' The wind a-blowin' free, On a passage from the Dogger Bank To gray Grimsby. Watch out, twigger, She's a proper ju-be-ju. Give 'er a sheet and let her rip We're the boys to pull her through! You ought to see us runnin', The wind a-blowin' free, On a passage from the Dogger Bank To gray Grimsby! Our captain he's a Shanghai roush, He loves a pint of good ale. Our mate he is a road stone-inspector Been seen in many's a jail. Our third mate he's a bush ranger, He comes from the African Isle. And take a look at our old cook It gets the bugger wild! Watch out, twigger, She's a proper ju-be-ju. Give 'er a sheet and let her rip We're the boys to pull her through! You ought to see us runnin', The wind a-blowin' free, On a passage from the Dogger Bank To gray Grimsby! Watch out, twigger, As down the street she came. High heels and painted toes, Jenny is on the game. Jenny is one of your flash girls, Can't she cut a shine? She can do the double shuffle On the Knickerbocker line! Watch out, twigger, She's a proper ju-be-ju. Give 'er a sheet and let her rip We're the boys to pull her through! You ought to see us runnin', The wind a-blowin' free, On a passage from the Dogger Bank To gray Grimsby! We are the boys to make a noise When we come home from sea. We get right drunk, We roll on the floor, We have a jubilee- Eee! We get right drunk and full of beer, We roll all over the floor, And when our rent it is all spent We go to sea for more. Watch out, twigger, She's a proper ju-be-ju. Give 'er a sheet and let her rip We're the boys to pull her through! You ought to see us runnin', The wind a-blowin' free, On a passage from the Dogger Bank To gray Grimsby! (End)