26 December 2011 0 Comments

Old Moke Picking on a Banjo

He-bang, she-bang, daddy shot a bear
Shot it in the stern/arse, me boys, and never turned a hair

[Refrain]

We’re all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin’ on the banjo.

[Chorus]:

Hooraw! What the hell’s the row?
We’re all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
We’re all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin’ on the banjo!

Pat, get back, take in yer slack. Heave away, me boys;
Heave away, me bully boys, why don’t ye make some noise?

[Chorus]

Roll her, boys, bowl her, boys, give ‘er flamin’ gip,

Drag thc anchor off the mud, an’ let the barstard rip !

[Chorus]

Rock-a-block, chock-a-block, heave the caps’n round,

Fish the flamin’ anchor up, for we are outward bound.

[Chorus]

Out chocks, two blocks, heave away or bust,
Bend yer backs, me bully boys, kick up some flamin’ dust.

[Chorus]

Whisky-O, johnny-O, the mudhook is in sight,
‘Tis a hell-of-a-way to the gals that wait, an’ the ol’ Nantucket Light;

 

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