Текст песни: Lloyd - Haul Away For Rosie
Haul Away For Rosie
Were you ever down on the Eastern Shore,
It really is a treat, Oh!
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie, Oh.
Where the Baltimore whores in their purple drawers
Come runnin` out to greet you.
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie, Oh.
Oh, when I was a little boy
My mother often told me;
That If I didn`t kiss the girls
My lips would all get mouldy.
I sailed the seas for seven years
Not knowin` what I was missin`;
Then I trimmed my sails before the gales
And started in a-kissin`.
Well, first I had an Irish gal,
Her name was Kitty Brannigan;
She stole me boots, she stole me clothes
She pinched me plate and pannikin.
And then I got a German girl
And she was fat and lazy,
And then I got a New York girl
She damn near drove me crazy.
And then I got a Frenchie girl
She took things free and aisy;
But now I have an English girl
An` sure she is a daisy.
So harken while I sing to you
About my darlin` Nancy;
She`s copper-bottomed, clipper-built
And just my cut and fancy.
Well, once in my life I married a wife
And Damn! but she was lazy;
She never worked a day in her life,
Which damn near drove me crazy.
She stayed out all night, a Hell of a sight!
And where do you think I found `er?
Behind the pump, the story goes,
With forty men around `er.
You call yerself a second mate,
An` cannot tie a bowline;
You cannot even stand up straight
When the packet she`s a rollin`.
Collected, I believe, by A. L. Lloyd; Recorded by Stu Frank
Verses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort of
hash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse by (?) Bob
Hitchcock.
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play.exe HAULROSY
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Haul Away For Rosie
Were you ever down on the Eastern Shore,
It really is a treat, Oh!
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie, Oh.
Where the Baltimore whores in their purple drawers
Come runnin` out to greet you.
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie, Oh.
Oh, when I was a little boy
My mother often told me;
That If I didn`t kiss the girls
My lips would all get mouldy.
I sailed the seas for seven years
Not knowin` what I was missin`;
Then I trimmed my sails before the gales
And started in a-kissin`.
Well, first I had an Irish gal,
Her name was Kitty Brannigan;
She stole me boots, she stole me clothes
She pinched me plate and pannikin.
And then I got a German girl
And she was fat and lazy,
And then I got a New York girl
She damn near drove me crazy.
And then I got a Frenchie girl
She took things free and aisy;
But now I have an English girl
An` sure she is a daisy.
So harken while I sing to you
About my darlin` Nancy;
She`s copper-bottomed, clipper-built
And just my cut and fancy.
Well, once in my life I married a wife
And Damn! but she was lazy;
She never worked a day in her life,
Which damn near drove me crazy.
She stayed out all night, a Hell of a sight!
And where do you think I found `er?
Behind the pump, the story goes,
With forty men around `er.
You call yerself a second mate,
An` cannot tie a bowline;
You cannot even stand up straight
When the packet she`s a rollin`.
Collected, I believe, by A. L. Lloyd; Recorded by Stu Frank
Verses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort of
hash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse by (?) Bob
Hitchcock.
filename[ HAULROSY
play.exe HAULROSY
RG
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