It's good to be young on a green mansion rolling on a call yankee clupper of a mexican run
in ten thousands bars we drank all of our sorrow from helom to trio we played our wild one
up you wake up sailor claim me'em lovers
turn her head round get her into the wind
there's gold and there's whiskey and women are waiting and if we weren't devils my God we could sin
Just give me a ship and a few hardy semen to get me on course for the barbiedoll sun
there's pulse bunnies gallion a price for the taken where the dark ladies dance for the sugar cane rum
up you wake up sailor claim me'em lovers
turn her head round get her into the wind
there's gold and there's whiskey and women are waiting and if we weren't devils my God we could sin
well captain kissy makes neat little sail boats and push them in bottles that use to hold dry
He spits at old age and he fiddles the nurses he'lls jump up me darling there's a storm in me eye.
up you wake up sailor claim me'em lovers
turn her head round get her into the wind
there's gold and there's whiskey and women are waiting and if we weren't devils my God we could sin
old days like a siren call every young sailor stop day at a dry dock and i'll meet your end
you're hung and you're drunk and you lie on the bottom so sail while there's time while the wind is still your friend
up you wake up sailor claim me'em lovers
turn her head round get her into the wind
there's gold and there's whiskey and women are waiting and if we weren't devils my God we could sin
