Banks of Newfoundland
The Longest Johns Lyrics


Me bully boys of Liverpool I'll have you to beware,
When you sail in them packet ships no dungaree jumpers wear;
But have a good monkey jacket all ready to your hand,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her, with holystone and sand,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

Well we had Jack Lynch from Ballynahinch, Mike Murphy and some more,
And I tell you well,
They suffered like hell on the way to Baltimore; (To Baltimore!)
They pawned their gear in Liverpool, and sailed as they did stand,
But there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

Well the mate he stood on the fo'c'sle head and loudly he did roar,
Come rattle her in, me lucky lads,
You're bound for America's shore; (America's shore!)
Come wipe the blood off that dead
Man's face, and haul or you'll be damned,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her, with holystone and sand,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

And now it's reef and reif, me boys, with the canvas frozen hard,
At each mountain pass every mother's son
On a ninety-foot tops'l yard; (Tops'l yard!)
Never mind about boots and oilskins,
But haul or you'll be damned;(Haul or you'll be damned!)
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland.

We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her, with holystone and sand,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

And now we're off the hook, me boys, and the land is white with snow,
And soon we'll see the paytable and we'll
Spend the whole night below; (Night below!)
And on the docks, come down in flocks, those pretty girls will say,
Well it's snugger with me than on
The sea, on the Banks of Newfoundland.

We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her, with holystone and sand,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her, with holystone and sand,
For there blow some cold nor'westers on the Banks of Newfoundland

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