Say, was you never down the Congo River?
Low,
Moorish Moor
Yes, I've been down the Congo River Low,
mean bully boys, low
The Congo,
she's a mighty river Low,
Moorish Moor
Where the fever makes the white man shiver Low,
mean bully boys, low
Beware,
beware the
bite of Benin Low,
Moorish Moor
Where one comes out of forty that goes in Low,
mean bully boys,
low
What do you think we had for cargo?
Low,
Moorish Moor
Why,
black sheep,
that ever run the embargo Low, mean bully boys,
low
What do you think
we had for supper?
Low,
Moorish Moor
Moor and spag-ash and a roll in the scuppers Low,
mean bully boys,
low
It's blow today and blow tomorrow Low,
Moorish Moor
We'll blow this hell ship all in the sorrow Low,
mean bully boys,
low