102 - Sweet Ladies of Plymouth

Sweet ladies of Plymouth, we’re saying goodbye
Ro-o-o-oll down!
But we’ll rock you and roll you again bye and bye
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

Now the anchor’s aweigh and the sails are unfurled
Ro-o-o-oll down!
And we’re bound for to take her half-way round the world
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

In the wide Bay of Biscay the seas will run high
Ro-o-o-oll down!
And the poor sickly transports they’ll wish they could die
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

When the wild coast of Africa it do appear
Ro-o-o-oll down!
The poor nervous transports they’ll tremble with fear
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

When the Cape of Good Hope it is rounded at last
Ro-o-o-oll down!
The poor lonesome transports they’ll long for the past
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

When the great southern whales on our quarter do spout
Ro-o-o-oll down!
The poor simple transports they’ll goggle and shout
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

And when we arrive off Australia’s strand
Ro-o-o-oll down!
The poor weary transports they’ll long for the land
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

And when we set sail for old England’s shore
Ro-o-o-oll down!
The poor stranded transports we’ll see them no more
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..

Then sweet ladies of Plymouth we’ll pay all your rent
Ro-o-o-oll down!
And go roving no more till our money’s all spent
Walk her round, me brave boys and roll down!

And we will ro-o-o-oll down!..