Now we are ready to head for the Horn,
(Chorus: Way, ay, roll an' go!)
Our boots and our clothes, boys, are all in the pawn
(Chorus: Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!)
Heave a pawl, O heave away!
Way ay, roll an' go!
The anchor's on board an' the cables all stored,
Timme rollockin' randy dandy O!)
Come breast the bars, bullies, an' heave her away,
Soon we'll be rollin' her 'way down the Bay.
Sing goodbye to Sally an' goodbye to Sue,
For we are the boy-os who can kick 'er through.
Oh. man the stout caps'n an' heave with a will,
Soon we'll be drivin' her 'way down the hill.
Heave away, bullies, ye parish-rigged bums,
Take yer hands from yer pockets and don't suck yer thumbs.
Roust 'er up, bullies, the wind's drawin' free,
Lets get the glad-rags on an' drive 'er to sea.
We're outward bound for Vallipo Bay,
Get crackin', m'lads, 'tis a hell o' a way!
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Source: S Hugill, 1994, Shanties from the Seven Seas,Mystic Seaport Museum, Conn.
Stan Hugill wrote:
Captain Robinson gives this shanty with alternating solos and refrains, four solos, four refrains, but Harding sang it in the way I have given. The former calls it Galloping Randy Dandy O! - the word 'galloping' being the camouflaged one!
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