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Blow the Man Down

About

I'm a blue water sailor just back from Hong Kong
Way, hey, blow the man down
If you give me some whiskey i'll sing you a song
Give me some time to blow the man down

As I was a-walkin' down Paradise Street
Way, hey, blow the man down
A dashing young damsel I chanced for to meet
Give me some time to blow the man down

She was round in the counter and bluff in the bow
Way, hey, blow the man down
So I took in all sail and cried, "way enough now"
Give me some time to blow the man down

I hailed her in English and I hailed her all round
Way, hey, blow the man down
I hauled up alongside and asked where she was bound
Give me some time to blow the man down

She said to me, "Sir, will you stand a treat?"
Way, hey, blow the man down
"Delighted," says I, "for a charmer so sweet"
Give me some time to blow the man down

So I tailed her my flipper and took her in tow
Way, hey, blow the man down
And yard-arm to yard-arm away we did go
Give me some time to blow the man down

It was up in her quaters she piped me abroard
Way, hey, blow the man down
And there on her bed I cut loose with my sword
Give me some time to blow the man down

Ah, but just as my cutter was forging ahead
Way, hey, blow the man down
She shouted, "my husband!" and jumped out of bed
Give me some time to blow the man down

He was seven feet tall, had a chest like a horse
Way, hey, blow the man down
A straight for my jawbone he plotted his course
Give me some time to blow the man down

He loosened my rigging, he kicked in my stays
Way, hey, blow the man down
I flew down the staris like a ship on the ways
Give me some time to blow the man down

I chanced on a packet that happened on by
Way, hey, blow the man down
And when I awoke I was bound for Shanghai
Give me some time to blow the man down

So come all your young sailors that follow the sea
Way, hey, blow the man down
Never listen to what the young girls tell to thee
Give me some time to blow the man down

So it's blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Way, hey, blow the man down
Blow him right back into old London town
Give us some time to blow the man down


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