Brian Gulland feat. Robin Jeffrey & Tim Laycock sailing over the dogger bank

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Sailin' over the Dogger Bank:
Oh, wasn't it a treat?
Wind a-blowing east-nor'-east,
We had to give a sheet!
You ought to see us runnin'
The wind a-blowin' free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank
To gray Grimsby.
Watch out, twigger,
She's a proper ju-be-ju.
Give 'er a sheet and let her rip
We're the boys to pull her through!
You ought to see us runnin',
The wind a-blowin' free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank
To gray Grimsby!
Our captain he's a Shanghai roush,
He loves a pint of good ale.
Our mate he is a road stone-inspector
Been seen in many's a jail.
Our third mate he's a bush ranger,
He comes from the African Isle.
And take a look at our old cook
It gets the bugger wild!
Watch out, twigger,
She's a proper ju-be-ju.
Give 'er a sheet and let her rip
We're the boys to pull her through!
You ought to see us runnin',
The wind a-blowin' free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank
To gray Grimsby!
Watch out, twigger,
As down the street she came.
High heels and painted toes,
Jenny is on the game.
Jenny is one of your flash girls,
Can't she cut a shine?
She can do the double shuffle
On the Knickerbocker line!
Watch out, twigger,
She's a proper ju-be-ju.
Give 'er a sheet and let her rip
We're the boys to pull her through!
You ought to see us runnin',
The wind a-blowin' free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank
To gray Grimsby!
*Bridge*
We are the boys to make a noise
When we come home from sea.
We get right drunk,
We roll on the floor,
We have a jubilee- Eee!
We get right drunk and full of beer,
We roll all over the floor,
And when our rent it is all spent
We go to sea for more.
Watch out, twigger,
She's a proper ju-be-ju.
Give 'er a sheet and let her rip
We're the boys to pull her through!
You ought to see us runnin',
The wind a-blowin' free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank
To gray Grimsby!

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