The Sailor Likes His Bottle, Oh |
Halyard Shanty
The Mate was drunk, and he went below, To take a swig of his bottle, oh. A bottle of rum, and a bottle of gin, And a bottle of Irish whiskey, oh. Chorus: His bottle, oh, his bottle, oh, The sailor likes his bottle, oh,
2. Tobaccio, tobaccio,
3. The maidens, oh, the lassies, oh,
4. A bloody rough house, a bloody rough house, |
So early in the morning The Sailor likes his bottle-o A bottle o'rum and a bottle o'gin and a botle o' Irish whiskey-o So early in the moring The Sailor likes his bottle-o
2. So early in the morning
3. So early in the morning |