The Bully Boat

Ah the bully boat is coming Don't you hear the paddles rolling? Ch: Rando, rando, hooray, hooray Ah the bully boat is coming Don't you hear the paddles rolling? Ch: Rando, rando, ray Ah! the bully boat is coming, Down the Mississippi floating. As I walked out one May morning To hear the steam-boat rolling. Well it's there I met a maiden And with baskets she was laden. Oh I'm bound away to leave you And I never will deceive you. When I come again to meet you It's with kisses I will greet you.

We are bound for Valparais'er With a load of rusty razors Ch: Ranzo, ranzo, a-ray, a-ray We are bound for Venezuel'er With this load of drunken tailors Ch: Hi-lo me Ranzo ray We are bound for Santiag'a With a load of German lager We are bound for Buenos Aires With a load of green canaries We are bound for San Francisco With a cargo load of piss gold We are bound for Yokahana With a load of grand pianos We are homeward bound from China On bound of a limey liner We'll soon be seeing all them girls The girls we do adore We're loaded down with curios From China and the Indias We are puttin' on them longtail blues To waltz them girls down We sailed the whole world over Like a proper deep-sea rover We are passed cliffs of Dover And soon we'll be in Clover We'll eat and drink and have our fun Says every drunken Johnny Well them girls are waitin' at the pier And soon they'll have our money