Blow The Man Down

Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down

Way hey blow the man down

Blow the man down in Liverpool town

Give me some time to blow the man down

 

Come all of you fellows who follow the sea

Now pray pay attention and listen to me

 

’Twas on a Black Baller I first served me time

And on that Black Baller I wasted me prime

 

’Tis when a Black Baller’s preparing for sea

You’d split your sides laughing the sights you would see

 

At the tinkers and sailors and soldiers and all

Who ship for prime seamen aboard a Black Ball

 

It’s when a Black Baller is clear of the land

The bosun then calls out the words of command

 

“Lay Aft!” is the cry to the break of the boot

“Or I’ll help you along with the toe of my boot!”

 

It’s larboard and starboard on deck you will sprawl

For “Kicking Jack” Williams commands that Black Ball

 

Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down

Way hey blow the man down

Blow the man down in Liverpool town

Give me some time to blow the man down