Text & Melody: Alan Thomas Doyle
Listen: https://youtu.be/wf-4vexIOqc
And it’s row me bully boys
We’re in a hurry boys
We got a long way to go
And we’ll sing and we’ll dance
And bid farewell to France
And it’s row me bully boys row
I’ll sing you a song, it’s a song of the sea
Row me bully boys row
I’ll sing you a song if you’ll sing it with me
And it’s row me bully boys row
And it’s row me bully boys…
While the first mate is plating the captain aboard
Row me bully boys row
He looks like a peacock with pistols and sword
And it’s row me bully boys row
And it’s row me bully boys…
The captain likes whiskey, the mate he likes rum
Row me bully boys row
Us sailors like both but we can’t get us none
And it’s row me bully boys row
And it’s row me bully boys…
Well farewell my love it is time for to roam
Row me bully boys row
The old blue peters are calling us home
And it’s row me bully boys row
And it’s row me bully boys…
And it’s row me bully boys…