Our boots and clothes are all in pawn
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
And its flamin' drafty 'round Cape Horn,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
My dear old mother said to me,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
My dearest son, come home from sea.
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
It's 'round Cape Horn we all must go
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
'Round Cape Horn in the frost and snow.
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
You've got your advance, and to sea you'll go
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
To chase them whales through the frost and snow.
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
It's 'round Cape Horn you've got to go,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
For that is where them whalefish blow.
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
It's growl you may, but go you must,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
If you growl too much your head they'll bust.
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Just one more pull and that will do
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
For we're the boys to kick her through.
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
Oh, ye pinks and posies,
Go down, ye blood red roses, Go down.
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