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In Stan Hugill's 1961 'Songs of the Seven Seas' described as a capstan shanty.
Now we are ready to head for the Horn (Way hey, roll and go!)
Our boots and our clothes, boys, are all in the pawn (Timme rollickin’ randy dandy-o!)
Chorus:
Heave a pawl, o heave away (Way hey, roll and go!)
The anchor’s on board and the cable’s all stored (Timme rollickin’ randy dandy-o!)
Man the stout capst’n and heave with a will
But soon we’ll be driving her ‘way down the hill
Heave away, bullies, you parish-rigged bums
Take your hands from your pockets and don’t suck your thumbs
I thought I heard the old man say
Just one more pull, lads, and then we’ll belay
Roust ‘er up, bullies, the wind’s drawing free
Let’s get the gladrags on and drive ‘er to sea
We’re outward bound for Vallipo Bay
Get crackin’ my lads, it’s a hell of a way.
But it’s goodbye to Sally and goodbye to Sue
Aye we are the lads that can kick her through
In Blackwall Dock we’re safe and sound
We’ll load up on booze till we’re outward bound