Oh my Rosy, Coal black Rose
Don't you hear the banjo jing-a-jing-jing
Ch: Oh my Rosy, Coal black Rose
Rung up like a banjo string
The yard is a-moving, holly-holly-ho
The matey comes a ding-a-ding-dang
Up aloft from down below
Up to the shiv-hole she must go
Shake and break her blast ya' soul
One more pull and then belay
Verses from Tom Sullivan's recording