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The Dogger Bank



This version is probably from America.
MIDI


    Sailing over the Dogger Bank,
    wasn't it a treat?
    The wind a-blowing 'bout east-nor'east,
    so we had to give her sheet;
    You ought to see us rally,
    The wind a-blowing free,
    On passage from the Dogger Bank
    to Great Grimsby.

    Chorus:
         So watch her, trigger,
         the proper ju-ber-ju,
         Give her sheet and let her rip,
         We're the boys to pull her through,
         You ought to have seen us rally,
         the wind a-blowing free,
         On passage from the Dogger Bank
         to Great Grimsby.


    Now our captain he's a shang-a-roosh,
    he likes a drop of good ale,
    Our mate he's a roadstone-prat-inspector,
    he's been seen in many a goal;
    Our third hand he's a bushranger,
    he come on deck and received the mail,
    And you give a look at our old cook,
    he's so hoppity wild.

    Chorus:
         So watch her, trigger,
         the proper ju-ber-ju,
         Give her sheet and let her rip,
         We're the boys to pull her through,
         You ought to have seen us rally,
         the wind a-blowing free,
         On passage from the Dogger Bank
         to Great Grimsby.


    Now we are the boys to make a noise
    when we come home from sea,
    We get right drunk and roll on the floor
    and cause a jubilee;
    We get right drunk and full of beer,
    we roll all over the floor,
    And when our rent it is all spent,
    we'll go to sea for more.

    Chorus:
         So watch her, trigger,
         the proper ju-ber-ju,
         Give her sheet and let her rip,
         We're the boys to pull her through,
         You ought to have seen us rally,
         the wind a-blowing free,
         On passage from the Dogger Bank
         to Great Grimsby.