A
dirty old chubback called Willie
And his friend little Tony the Coon
Sailed all the oceans,
but now they're back in town
They join in with gay Doc McClover A retired fishing man but a swan
A thorough-faced down-brow Who just threw his weight about
Together the kings of the back streets
Together they live just for fun
Until the end of the days
A sailor's delight every night by the harbor
Where girls hang around with the man of the sea
Where old fishing men make their little
stories Braving for gin and to gather they sing
A sailor's delight every night by the harbor
Where girls hang around with the man of the sea
Where old fishing men make their little stories
Braving for gin and to gather they sing
Throw crusted waves on the oceans They
will bring them all over the world
To live in clover With all the girls in town
They grew up with rubble and browsers A blind-eyed in life on the sea
They would end on the gallows
The prize of their lives they'd raised
Together the kings of the back streets
Together they live just for fun
Until the end of the days A sailor's
delight every night by the harbor
Where girls hang around with the man of the sea
Where old fishing men make their little stories
Braving for gin and to gather they sing
A sailor's delight every night by the harbor
Where girls hang around with the man of the sea
Where old fishing men make their little stories
Braving for gin and to gather they sing