O now you forbid us to bid you adieu
Ch: Tiddy I-oh I-oh
O now you forbid us to bid you adieu
Ch: Tiddy I-oh I-oh I-oh

We're homeward bound to Bristol Town.

We're homeward bound with sugar and rum.

And when we arrive in Bristol docks.

Oh then the people will come down in flocks.

From English Folk-Chanteys by Cecil Sharp (1914)