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American Ballads and Folk Songs
A fine pair of breeches had Bryan O'Lynn, Blow the man down, etc.
GET UP, JACK! JOHN, SIT DOWN! *
Oh, the ships will come and the ships will go,
As long as the waves do roll: The sailor lad, likewise his dad,
He loves the flowing bowl: A lass ashore we do adore,
One that is plump and round, round, round. When the money is gone, it's the same old song,
Get up, Jack! John, sit down!
Chorus:
Singing, Hey! laddie, ho! laddie, Swing the capstan 'round, 'round, 'round When the money is gone it's the same old song, Get up, Jack! John, sit down!
[I] go and take a trip in a man-o'-war
To China or Japan, In Asia, there are ladies fair
Who love the sailorman. When Jack and Joe palavers, O,
And buy the girls a gown, gown, gown. When the money is gone it's the same old song,
Get up, Jack! John, sit down!
When Jack is ashore he beats his way
Towards some boarding-house: He's welcome in with his rum and gin,
And he's fed with pork and s[c]ouse:
♦This song was sung and written down by John Thomas, a Welsh sailor on the Philadelphia*, in 1896.
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