Randy, Dandy-O!

Now we are ready to head for the Horn -
Way, ay, roll an' go
Our boots and our clothes they are all in the pawn,
Rollicking randy, dandy-o!

Chorus:
Heave a pawl, oh heave away -
Way, ay, roll an' go,
The anchor's on board and the cable's all stored,
Rollickin' randy, dandy-o!

Soon we'll be warping her out through the locks,
Them pretty young girls will come down in their flocks,

Come breast the bars, bullies, and heave with a will,
Soon we'll be driving her off down the hill,

Roust her up, bullies, the wind's drawing free,
Let's get the "glad-rags" on and drive her to sea,

It's up them yards, you parish rigged bums,
Take your hands out your pockets and don't suck your thumbs,

We're outward bound for 'Valipo' Bay,
Get bending, m'lads, 'tis a hell of a way,