调:Bb minor•
Verse 1
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To go up a specting, it was my intent
With drinking and fighting I acted a fool
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And soon I was saving right to live
Singin' row, row, row bullish row
Singin' row, row, row, row bullish row
The mates on the packet are big,
wendy foo
With blood in their whiskers
and a gun on each hip
Singin' row, row, row bullish row
Singin' row, row, row bullish row
One night off Cape Horn I will never forget
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It gives me the shivers to think of it yet
A storm drove us into a valley of whales
Singing, row, row, rowbullies, row
Singing, row, row, rowbullies, row
It's hell when you're layin'
out there in the bay
The sailors get mad
and they cuss and they roar
Singin' row, row, rowbullies row
Singin' row, row, rowbullies row
I've been round the Horn,
I guess two dozen times
Well, here's to our captain,
the best on the sea
Singin' row, row, row, bullies, row
Singing, row, row, row, bully, row
It's a long way from London
to the Bay of Frisco
It's a long way from London
to the Bay of Frisco
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