Текст песни Lloyd - Haul Away For Rosie
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Haul Away For RosieWere you ever down on the Eastern Shore,It really is a treat, Oh! Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie, Oh.Where the Baltimore whores in their purple drawersCome runnin` out to greet you. Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie Way, haul away, we`ll haul away for Rosie, Oh.Oh, when I was a little boyMy mother often told me;That If I didn`t kiss the girlsMy lips would all get mouldy.I sailed the seas for seven yearsNot knowin` what I was missin`;Then I trimmed my sails before the galesAnd started in a-kissin`.Well, first I had an Irish gal,Her name was Kitty Brannigan;She stole me boots, she stole me clothesShe pinched me plate and pannikin.And then I got a German girlAnd she was fat and lazy,And then I got a New York girlShe damn near drove me crazy.And then I got a Frenchie girlShe took things free and aisy;But now I have an English girlAn` sure she is a daisy.So harken while I sing to youAbout my darlin` Nancy;She`s copper-bottomed, clipper-builtAnd just my cut and fancy.Well, once in my life I married a wifeAnd Damn! but she was lazy;She never worked a day in her life,Which damn near drove me crazy.She stayed out all night, a Hell of a sight!And where do you think I found `er?Behind the pump, the story goes,With forty men around `er.You call yerself a second mate,An` cannot tie a bowline;You cannot even stand up straightWhen the packet she`s a rollin`.Collected, I believe, by A. L. Lloyd; Recorded by Stu FrankVerses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort ofhash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse by (?) BobHitchcock.filename[ HAULROSYplay.exe HAULROSYRG===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===