(Lyrics in brackets sung by Antony)
Our packet is the island lass
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
There's a laddie howlin' at the main topmast
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
The old man he's from Barbados
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
He's got the name of Hammer Toes
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
He gives is us bread as hard as brass
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
Our junk's as salt as a bailer's arse
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
The monkey's raised in a soldier's clothes
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
Now, where he got 'em from, no one knows
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
We'll haul 'em high and let 'em dry
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
We'll trice 'em up into the sky
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
Our packet is the island lass
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
There's a laddie howlin' at the main topmast
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
The old man he's from Barbados
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
He's got the name of Hammer Toes
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
He gives is us bread as hard as brass
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
Our junk's as salt as a bailer's arse
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
The monkey's raised in a soldier's clothes
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
Now, where he got 'em from, no one knows
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
We'll haul 'em high and let 'em dry
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
We'll trice 'em up into the sky
(Low lands lowlands lowlands low)
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