Cruising ’round Yarmouth The Irish Rovers

While cruising ‘round yarmouth one day for a spree
I spied a fair damsel the wind blowing free
I'm a fast going clipper me kind sir says she
I'm ready for cargo me hold is quite free

Singing fal-der-all laddie right fal-der-all day
Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day

Which country she came from she didn't show much
She might have been english or german or dutch
A neat little packet all nicely endowed
She was round in the quarters and bluff in the bow

Singing fal-der-all laddie right fal-der-all day
Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day

I threw out me hauser and took her in tow
And yardarm to yardarm a towing we'd go
She lowered her forsails, her staysails and all
With her lily white hand on me reef tackle fall

Singing fal-der-all laddie right fal-der-all day
Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day

Says i pretty fair maid it's time to give o'er
For ‘twixt wind and water you've run me ashore
Me shot locker's empty and me powder's all spent
I can't fire a shot for it's choked at the vent