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Drunken Sailor
04:10
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What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Shave his belly with a rusty razor,
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Put him in a long boat till his sober,
Put him in a long boat till his sober,
Put him in a long boat till his sober,
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe on him,
Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe on him,
Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe on him,
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Put him in the bed with the captains daughter,
Put him in the bed with the captains daughter,
Put him in the bed with the captains daughter,
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Early in the morning!
That's what we do with a drunken sailor,
That's what we do with a drunken sailor,
That's what we do with a drunken sailor,
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Oh oh up she rises,
Oh oh up she rises,
Hooray...
Early in the morning!
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2. |
Leave Her, Johnny
03:31
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I thought I heard the Old Man say:
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her."
Tomorrow ye will get your pay,
and its time for us to leave her.
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
Oh, the wind was foul and the sea ran high
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
She shipped it green and none went by.
And it's time for us to leave her.
I hate to sail on this rotten tub.
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her!"
No grog allowed and rotten grub.
And it's time for us to leave her.
We swear by rote for want of more.
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her!"
But now were through so we'll go on shore.
And it's time for us to leave her.
(Chorus)
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Key O' Sea Bologna, Italy
Our aim is to revisit traditional songs with a specific focus on maritime music, and amuse ourselves by introducing elements of pop, rock, metal and punk culture, and famous movie soundtracks. Our favourite stages are smelly pubs, infamous bars, ship decks, drifting rafts, secret coves, rebel hideouts, mountain shelters, your living room with fireplace. ... more
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