Now we are ready to head for the Horn,
Our boots an' our clothes boys are all in the pawn,
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Man the stout caps' an' heave with a will,
Soon we'll be drivin' her 'way down the hill,
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Heave away, bullies, ye parish-rigged bums,
Take yer hands from yer pockets and don't suck yer thumbs.
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
We're outward bound for Vallipo Bay,
Get crackin', m' lads, 'tis a hell o' a way!
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!
Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
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