Me bully boys of Liverpool
and I'll have you all beware.
When you sail on them packet ships,
no dungaree jackets wear.
But have a big monkey jacket
all ready to your hand,
for there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland.

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We'll scrape her, and we'll scrub her,
with holy stone and sand,
for there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland.

We had Jack Lynch from Ballyn-a-hinch,
Mike Murphy, and some more.
And I'll tell you boys,
well they suffered like hell
on the way to Baltimore.
They pawned their gear in Liverpool
and they sailed as they did stand,
but there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland.

We'll scrape her, and we'll scrub her,
with holy stone and sand,
for there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland.

Now the mate he did stand
on the fo'c'sle head
and loudly he did roar,
"Come rattle 'er in, me lucky lads,
you're bound for America's shore.
Come wipe the blood off the dead man's face,
and haul, or you'll be damned,
for there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland."

We'll scrape her, and we'll scrub her,
with holy stone and sand,
for there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland.

So now we're off the hook, me boys,
and the land is white with snow.
And soon we'll see the pay table,
and we'll spend the night below.
And on the docks, coming down in flocks,
well those pretty girls, they will say,
"It's snugger with me
than out on the sea,
on the banks of Newfoundland."

We'll scrape her, and we'll scrub her,
with holy stone and sand,
for there blows some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland.




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