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Album: Miscellaneous (2008)
Artists: Lloyd

  1. Anthem For Doomed Youth
  2. Basket Of Eggs
  3. Bitter Withy
  4. Blood Red Roses
  5. Bring Em Down
  6. Coal Owner And Pitmans Wife
  7. Corpus Christi Carol
  8. Dumiama Dingiama Dumiama Day
  9. Haul Away For Rosie
  10. Haul On The Bowline
  11. Heave Away Me Johnnies
  12. Heres To The Grog
  13. Husband With No Courage In Him
  14. Mccassery
  15. New South Wales
  16. Nine Times A Night
  17. Oh Shepherd Oh Shepherd Or The Sheep Are In The Wi
  18. One Night As I Lay On My Bed
  19. Oxford City Jealous Lover
  20. Prince Heathen
  21. Rosin The Beau
  22. Rounding The Horn
  23. Santy Anna
  24. The Black Ball Line
  25. The Blackleg Miners
  26. The Bold Black And Tan
  27. The Coast Of Peru
  28. The Liverpool Judies
  29. The Mermaid
  30. The Molecatcher
  31. The Road To Gundagai
  32. The Seven Joys Of Mary
  33. The Sheep Stealer
  34. The Ship In Distress
  35. The Troopers Horse
  36. The Two Magicians
  37. The Wanton Seed


Lloyd
Miscellaneous
Haul Away For Rosie
Haul Away For Rosie

Were you ever down on the Eastern Shore,
It really is a treat, Oh!
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie, Oh.
Where the Baltimore whores in their purple drawers
Come runnin' out to greet you.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie, Oh.


Oh, when I was a little boy
My mother often told me;
That If I didn't kiss the girls
My lips would all get mouldy.

I sailed the seas for seven years
Not knowin' what I was missin';
Then I trimmed my sails before the gales
And started in a-kissin'.

Well, first I had an Irish gal,
Her name was Kitty Brannigan;
She stole me boots, she stole me clothes
She pinched me plate and pannikin.

And then I got a German girl
And she was fat and lazy,
And then I got a New York girl
She damn near drove me crazy.

And then I got a Frenchie girl
She took things free and aisy;
But now I have an English girl
An' sure she is a daisy.

So harken while I sing to you
About my darlin' Nancy;
She's copper-bottomed, clipper-built
And just my cut and fancy.

Well, once in my life I married a wife
And Damn! but she was lazy;
She never worked a day in her life,
Which damn near drove me crazy.

She stayed out all night, a Hell of a sight!
And where do you think I found 'er?
Behind the pump, the story goes,
With forty men around 'er.

You call yerself a second mate,
An' cannot tie a bowline;
You cannot even stand up straight
When the packet she's a rollin'.

Collected, I believe, by A. L. Lloyd; Recorded by Stu Frank
Verses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort of
hash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse by (?) Bob
Hitchcock.
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