Blow the Man Down (2)
I'm a blue water sailor just back from Hong Kong
Way, hey, blow the man down
If you give me some whiskey I'll sing you a song
Give us some time to blow the man down
As I was a-walkin' down Paradise Street
A dashing young damsel I chanced for to meet
She was round in the counter and bluff in the bow
So I took in all sail and cried, "Way enough now."
I hailed her in English and I hailed her all round
I hauled up alongside and asked where she was bound
She said to me, "Sir, will you stand a treat?"
"Delighted," says I, "For a charmer so sweet."
So I tailed her my flipper and took her in tow
And yard-arm to yard-arm away we did go
It was up in her quarters she piped me aboard
And there on her bed I cut loose with my sword
Ah, but just as my cutter was forging ahead
She shouted, "My husband!" and jumped out of bed
He was seven feet tall, had a chest like a horse
A straight for my jawbone he plotted his course
He loosened my rigging, he kicked in my stays
I flew down the stairs like a ship on the ways
I chanced on a packet that happened on by
And when I awoke I was bound for Shanghai
So come all you young laddies that follow the sea
Don't never take heed of what pretty girls say.
SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer
SOURCE'S SOURCE: Garrett Warner (also recorded Oscar Brand)