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Shanghai Brown
As sung by Holdstock & Murphy on
San Francisco Shanties and Sea Songs of
California's Gold Rush |
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When first I went to
Frisco boys, I went upon a spree,
My hard earned cash I spent it fast, I got
drunk as drunk could be,
Before me money was all gone, or spent on
some old whore,
I made up me mind and was well inclined to
go to sea no more.
No more, no more, To go to sea no more,
I made up me mind and was well inclined to
go to sea no more.
That night I spent with Sally Brown too
drunk to roll in bed,
Me clothes was new me money was too, in the
morn with them she fled.
A feeling sick I left the house and went
down to the shore.
There I went me head all bend and the crimps
at me did roar.
Did roar, did roar, the crimps at me did
roar.
There I went, me head all bent and the
crimps at me did roar.
The first chap I ran afoul of was Mr.
Shanghai Brown.
Well I asked him neat if he'd stand the
treat; he looks me up and down.
He said "The last time yer was paid off you
chalked me up no score.
But I'll give yes a chance and I'll take yer
advance, and send yer to sea once more."
Once more, once more, I'll send you to
sea once more,
I'll give yes a chance and I'll take yer
advance, and I'll send yer to sea once
more."
They shipped me aboard of a whaling ship
bound for the Arctic Sea.
Where them cold winds blow and the ice and
snow would even make Jamaica rum freeze.
I had no clothes I had no gear, me money
spent on a whore,
T'was then I swore that when on shore I'd go
to sea no more.
No more, no more, I'd go to sea no more,
T'was then I swore that when on shore I'd go
to sea no more.
Some times we caught them sperm whales boys
and sometimes we caught none.
With a twenty-foot oar stuck in yer paw you
pulled the whole day long,
And when the night it came around and yer
nodded on your oar,
A man must be blind to make up his mind to
go to sea once more.
Once more, once more, To go to sea once
more,
A man must be blind to make up his mind to
go to sea once more.
So come all you bully sailor lads and listen
to me song.
If you listen to me I'll tell to you and let
you know what went wrong.
Take my advice don't drink strong rum nor go
drinking with no whore.
Get married instead and spend all night in
bed and go to sea no more.
No more, no more, and go to sea no more,
Get married instead and spend all night in
bed and go to sea no more. |
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