WHIP JAMBOREE
Traditional
Well, now me lads, be of good
cheer, for the Irish Coast will soon draw near
Then we'll set a course for old Cape Clear.
Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.
CHORUS:
Whip jamboree,
Whip jamboree,
Oh you pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind.
Whip Jamboree, Whip Jamboree.
Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.
Well now Cape Clear it is in sight, we'll be off Holyhead by
tomorrow night,
we'll set a course for the old Rock Light,
Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.
CHORUS:
Well, now we're passing Holyhead,
no more salt-beef or weevilly bread,
one man in the chains for to swing the lead.
Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.
CHORUS:
And now we're passing Fort Perch Rock
all hammocks lashed and sea chests locked,
we'll haul her in to the Waterloo Dock,
Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.
CHORUS:
And now my lads we are all in Dock,
we'll be off to Dan Lowry's on the spot,
and then we'll sink a big pint pot.
Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.
CHORUS:
Footnote:
I first heard this Liverpool
sea shanty sung by the Spinners, more years ago than I care to recall at
the Kirkcaldy Folk Club at the famous Elbow Room venue.
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