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Haul Away For Rosie
- Haul Away For Rosie
Were you ever down on the Eastern Shore,
It really is a treat, Oh!
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie
Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie, Oh.
- Where the Baltimore whores in their purple drawers
Come runnin' out to greet you.
- Oh, when I was a little boy
My mother often told me;
- That If I didn't kiss the girls
My lips would all get mouldy.
- I sailed the seas for seven years
Not knowin' what I was missin';
- Then I trimmed my sails before the gales
And started in a-kissin'.
- Well, first I had an Irish gal,
Her name was Kitty Brannigan;
- She stole me boots, she stole me clothes
She pinched me plate and pannikin.
- So harken while I sing to you
About my darlin' Nancy;
- She's copper-bottomed, clipper-built
And just my cut and fancy.
- Well, once in my life I married a wife
And Damn! But she was lazy;
- She never worked a day in her life,
Which damn near drove me crazy.
- She stayed out all night, a Hell of a sight!
And where do you think I found 'er?
- Behind the pump, the story goes,
With forty men around 'er.