20 April 2012 0 Comments

I’m a Man You Don’t Meet Everyday (Mike Stanley Version)

I’m leaving old England, the land that I love

I’m bound far across the sea

I’m bound for Australia, the land of the free

Where there’ll be a welcome for me



So fill up your glasses and drink what yous please

For whatever’s the damage I’ll pay

And go easy and free, while you’re drinking with me

Sure I’m a man yous don’t meet everyday


When I board my ship, for the south’ard to go

She’ll be looking so neat and so fine

And as I land aboard with me bags and me stores

From the dockside they’ll cast every line




To the Landsend we’ll tow with the crew all so tight

Wave a hearty goodbye to the shore

We’ll drink a last drop to England’s green land

And the next day we’ll curse our heads sore




We’ll cast off the tug and sheet home topsails tight

And the crew will crowd sail upon sail

And with the wind blowing strong, we will just roll along

And by morning many jibs will turn pale




We’ll beat past the oceans and down to the bay

Where the west wind it blows fine and strong

We’ll soon get the trades and we should make good time

To the Southard we’ll then roll along




We’ll then round ┬áthe cape with our flying kites in

And the forties will sure try their best

And we’ll run down our eas with our yards all set square

And the wind roaring out of the west




We’ll then pass Cape Lewin all shipshape and trim

And head up to Adelaide port

On the semaphore roads we’ll then drop our hook

And ashore boys we’ll head for some sport




When I’ve worked in Australia for twenty long years

One day I’ll head homeward bound

With a nice little nest egg tucked under me wing

With a steamer I’ll travel, I’m bound




Oh, it’s goodbye to Sally and goodbye to Sue

When I’m leaving Australia so free

Where the girls are so kind, but the one left behind

Is the one that’ll one day splice me









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