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GERRY'S ROCKS* |
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Come all you jolly fellows, wherever you may be,
I hope you'll pay attention and listen unto me.
It's all about some shanty-boys, so manly and so brave.
Twas on the jam on Gerry's rock they met their watery grave.
'Twas on one Sunday morning as you shall quickly hear, Our logs were piled up mountain-high, we could not keep them clear, "Turn out, brave boys," the foreman cried, with a voice devoid of fear, "And we'll break up the jam on Gerry's rock and for Eagletown we'll steer," |
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* From Franz L. Rickaby's Ballads and Songs of the Shanty-Boy, |
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