THE very best ship that ever I knew @3-- Ah-way O, to me O --@1 Was a big black trawler with a deep-sea crew -- @3Sing, my bullies, let the bullgine run.@1 There was one old devil with a broken nose @3-- Ah-way O, to me O --@1 He was four score years, as I suppose -- @3But, sing, my bullies, let the bullgine run.@1 We was wrecked last March, in a Polar storm @3-- Ah-way O, to me O --@1 And we asked the old cripple if his feet was warm -- @3Sing, my bullies, let the bullgine run.@1 And the old, old devil (he was ninety at the most) @3-- Ah-way O, to me O --@1 Roars, "Ay, warm as a lickle piece of toast" -- @3So sing, my bullies, let the bullgine run.@1 "For I soaked my sea-boots and my dungarees @3-- Ah-way O, to me O --@1 In the good salt water that the Lord don't freeze" -- @3Oh, sing, my bullies, let the bullgine run.@1 |