Homeward Bound |
To Pensacola town we'll bid adieu, To lovely Kate and pretty Sue. Our anchor's weighed and our sails unfurled, We're bound for to plough this watery world. Chorus: You know we're outward bound, Hurrah, we're outward bound!
2. The wind blows hard from the east nor-east,
3. And should we touch at Malabar, | 4. And now our three years it is out, It's very near time we back'd about; And when we're home, and do get free, O, won't we have a jolly spree. Chorus:
5. And now we'll haul into the docks,
6. And now we'll haul to the "Dog and Bell,"
7. But when our money's all gone and spent, |