Ye mariners all, as you pass by
Come in and drink if you are dry
And spend, me lads, your money brisk
And pop your nose in a jug of this
In a jug of this
Ye tipplers all, if you've half a crown
You're welcome all for to sit down
Come in me lads, think not on this
And pop your nose in a jug of this
In a jug of this
Oh when I'm old and can scarcely crawl
With an old grey beard and a head that's bald
When my desires, fulfill my wish
For a pretty young girl and a jug of this
And a jug of this
And when I'm dead and in me grave
No costly tombstone shall I crave
Transformed me then into a fish
And let me swim in a jug of this
In a jug of this
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