Oh, now, me lads, be of good cheer, For the Irish land will soon draw near, In a few days more we’ll sight Cape Clear. Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm! Whip! Jamboree, Whip! Jamboree, Ai! Y’ring tailed black man, sheet it home hehind Whip! Jamboree, Whip! Jamboree, Oooh! Jinnie keep yer bottom warm!
An’ now, me boys, we’re off Holyhead An’ there’s no more casts of the dipsy lead, An’ soon we’ll be in a lovely fevver bed. Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm!
An’ now the barship is in sight, An’ soon we’ll be off the ol’ Rock Light, An’ I will clean the flue ternight. Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm!
An’ now we’re haulin’ through the dock, All the pritty gals on the pierhead do flock, An’ there’s me Jinny in a new pink frock, Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm!
An’ now we’re tied up to the pier, Oh, it’s way down below, an’ pack yer musty gear, An’ I soon be a-kissin’ with ye, me dear. Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm!
An’ now I’m safe upon the shore, An’ I don’t give a dam’ how the winds do roar, Fer I’ll drop me anchor an’ I go to sea no more Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm!
But now I’ve had two weeks ashore, I’ll pack me bags an’ I’ll go to sea once more, An’ I’ll bid adieu to me Liverpool whore, Ooh! Jinny keep yer bottom warm!
