Jolly Roving Tar

More GBS.....I love it

Jolly Roving Tar

 

Ships may come and ships may go

As long as the sea does roll

Each sailor lad just like his dad

He loves the flowing bowl

A trip ashore he does adore

With a girl who's nice and round

When the money's gone

It's the same old song

Get up Jack John sit down

Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,

There's lots of grog in the jar

We'll plough the briny ocean

With the jolly roving tar

Jack comes in, it's then he'll steer

To some old boarding house

They'll welcome him with run and gin,

And feed him on pork scouse

He'll lend and spend and not offend

Till he's lying drunk on the ground

But when

Jackie then ahh then he'll sail

Bound out for Newfoundland

All the ladies fair in Placentia there

They love that sailor man.

He'll go to shore out on a tear

He'll buy some girl a gown.

But when

When Jack gets old and weatherbeat,

Too old to roam about,

They'll let him stop in some rum shop

Till eight bells calls him out.

Then he'll raise his eyes up to the skies,

Sayin' ``Boys, we're homeward bound.''

But when

Chorus (x2)