I shipped on board the Ebenezer
Every day 'twas scrub and grease her
Send us aloft to scrape her down
And if we growl they blow us down
Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
The old man was a drunken geezer
Couldn't sail the Ebenezer
Learned his trade in a Chinese junk
He spent most time, lads, in his bunk
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Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
The Chief mate's name was Dickie Green, sir
The dirtiest beggar you've ever seen, sir
Walking this poop with a bucko roll
May the sharks have his body and the devil have his soul
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Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
The Boston Buck was second greaser
He used to ship in Lime juice ships sir
The limey packets got too hot
He jumped them and he cursed the lot
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Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
The Bosun came from Tennesse, sir
He always wore a blackball cheeser
He had a gal in every port
At least that's what his missus thought
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Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
The Ebenezer was so old, sir
She knew Columbus as a boy, sir
'Twas pump her bullies, night and day
To help her get to Liverpool Bay
Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
Wet hash it was our only grub, sir
For breakfast, dinner, and for supper
Our bread was as tough as any brass
And the meat was as salty as Lot's wife's ass
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Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
We sailed away before a breezer
Bound away for Valparaiser
Off the Horn she lost her sticks
The molly-hawks picked up the bits
Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy
Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys, so handy