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Whup! Jamboree - The Dreadnoughts
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Whup! Jamboree The Dreadnoughts

Whup! Jamboree - The Dreadnoughts
[Verse 1]
The pilot, he looks out ahead
With hands on the cane, heavin' on the lead
And the old man roars to wake the dead
"Come and get your oats, my son"

[Chorus]
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree
Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin’ up behind
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree
A-come and get your oats my son

[Verse 2]
Oh, now we pass them Lizard lights
And the Start, me boys, we will heave in sight
And soon we're abreast of the Isle of Wight
Come and get your oats my son

[Chorus]
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree
Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin’ up behind
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree
A-come and get your oats, my son

[Verse 3]
And now we get to the Blackwall docks
And them pretty young girls comin' down in flocks
With their short-legged drawers and long-tailed frocks
Come and get your oats, my son
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