From Liverpool docks we sail away, John, come tell us as we pump away! We’re outward bound at the break of day. John, come tell us as we pump away! Aye, ah-ee, pump aye! John, come tell us as we pump away!
Oh, have ye ever been in Mobile Bay? A-screwin’ cotton all the day?
Oh, yes I’ve been down Mobile Bay, A-screwin’ cotton all the day.
An’ what did yer see down in Mobile Bay? An’ were the gals all free an’ gay?
Oh, this I seed down in in Mobile Bay, A spankin’ gal a-makin’ hay.
An’ this flash gal wuz saucy May So tall an’ fine an’ good in the hay.
An’ what did yer do in Mobile Bay? Ye gave that flash tart all yer pay?
Oh, this I did down in Mobile Bay, I courted a gal whose name wuz May.
I married that gal in Mobile Bay, An’ lived there happy many a day. John, come tell us as we pump away! Aye, ah-ee, pump aye! John, come tell us as we pump away! Pump away, pump away, pump away!
