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When first I come to Liverpool I went upon a spree Me money at last I spent to fast Got drunk as drunk could be And when my money was all gone That then I wanted more But a man must be blind To make up his mind To go to sea once more I spent the night with Angeline Too drunk to roll in bed My watch was new My money too In the morning with them she fled And as I roam the streets about The whores they all would row Here comes Jack Rack The young sailor lad He must go to sea once more As I was walking down the street I met with rapport Brown I asked him for to take me in And he looked at me with a frown He said last time you was paid off With me you job no score But I'll take your advance And I'll give you a chance And I'll send you to sea once more I hired me aboard on a whaling ship Bound for the Arctic seas Where the cold winds blow Through the frost and the snow And Jamaican rum would freeze And the worst unbear I had no hard weather gear For I lost all my money ashore Twas then I wished that I was dead So I don't go to sea no more Some days we're catching whales me lads and some days we're catching none With a 20 foot oar dropped in our hands From four o'clock in the morn And when the shades of night come in We rest on our weary oars Twas then that I wish that I was dead Or safe with the girls ashore Come all you bold sea fairing men And listen to my song If you come off of them long trips I'd have yas not go wrong Take my advice drink no strong drink Don't go sleeping with no whores But get married lads have all night in So youll go th sea no more
Writer(s): Dp, Jerome J Garcia, David Jay Grisman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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