Forty-seven ginger-headed sailors
Feb. 27th, 2011 12:45 pmNow there's a good ship,
H.M.S. Cock-Robin.
On her home trip,
Up and down she's bobbin'
So the crew's pretty tough.
The sea is so rough
There all fed up and say
That they've had more than enough
She's got a father he's an able seaman
And they call him red haired Tom
I wire to say I'll meet you
And with your friends I'll treat you
So who do you think I've had a message from
Forty-seven ginger-headed sailors
Coming home across the briny sea
When the anchor's weighed and the jouney's made
Yes they'll start the party with a hey-ho my hearty
Forty-seven ginger-headed sailors
You can bet you're going to hear them when they hail us
An old maid down in Devon
Say 'my idea of heaven
Is Forty-seven ginger-headed sailors'
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