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Oh, the time wuz hard and the wages low,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
But now once more ashore we’ll go.
An’ it’s time for us to leave her!
Leave her, Johnny, leave her,

Ohoh! leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is done an’ the winds don’t blow
An’ it’s time for us to leave her!


Oh, I thought I heard the Ol’ Man say,
Tomorrow ye will get yer pay.

Oh, the work wuz hard an’ the voyage long,
The sea wuz high an’ the gales wuz strong.

We’d better off in a nice clean jail,
With all night in an’ plenty of ale.

The grub wuz bad an’ the wages low,
But now once more ashore we’ll go.

Oh, sing that we will never be,
In a hungry bitch the likes o’ she.

The Ol’ Man swears an’ the Mate swears too.
The crew all swears, an’ so would you.

The ship won’t steer, nor stay, nor veer,
And so us shellbacks learnt to swear.

The winds wuz foul, all work, no play,
To Liverpool Docks from ‘ Frisco Bay.

So, leave her , Johnny, and we’ll pump no more.
Of “Pump or drown!” we’ve had full store.

The sails are furled an’ our work is done,
An’ now ashore we’ll have our bit o’ fun.

We’ll make ‘er fast an’ stow our gear,
The gals are a-waiting on the pier.

Leave her, Johnny, you can leave her like a man,
Oh, leave her, Johnny, oh, leave her while yer can!

Now I thought I heard the Ol’ Man say,
One more good heave an’ then belay.
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