8 - Blood Red Roses

Words by Traditional
Tune by Traditional

Our boots and clothes is all in pawn
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!
And its flamin’ drafty 'round Cape Horn,
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!
Oh, you pinks and posies,
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!

It’s 'round that cape we all must go
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!
Around all stiff through the frost and snow.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!
Oh, you pinks and posies,
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!

Our captain he has set us down
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!
And he has sailed till Auckland town
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!
Oh, you pinks and posies,
Go down, you blood red roses, go down!

Oh my old mother, she wrote to me,
My dearest son, come home from sea.

It’s growl you may, but go you must,
If you growl too hard your head they’ll bust.

Just one more pull and that will do
Just one more pull to see us through.