4 May 2010 0 Comments

Blood Red Roses

Our boots and clothes are all in pawn

Go down you blood red roses go down

And it’s mighty draughty round Cape Horn

Go down you blood red roses go down

 

Oh you pinks and posies

Go down you blood red roses go down

You’ve had your advance to sea you must go

A-chasing whales through the frost and snow

Oh my old mother she wrote to me

My sailor John come home from sea

But it’s round Cape Horn you’ve got to go

For that is where them whale fish blow

Just one more pull and that will do

For we’re the boys to see her through

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