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Amsterdam
Johnny was an Englishman, from Derbyshire was he
He had a wife so beautiful, had children one to three
He loved them all so dearly, as only Johnny could
And always did exactly as he should

Then one day he took a trip across the channel white
To where the streets are narrow, and bathed in crimson light

Verse 1
A time is there upon us,
and now we must away, (away, dear Molly),
for a cup is lying empty,
a ship lies in a bay, (away, dear Molly),
now the light, is gone from the sky,
a single white tear, it falls from your eye,
and when the morning light comes,

bless me father I have sinned
bless me if you may
by the power of jesus christ
Come to me this day

I am just a middle farmer's boy
Jim wilson is my name
and I've been out hard where devil runs

Seven score and seven more
Were bound for Batumi
And hardly got away before
A tempest shook the sea

Posiedon sends
Mighty hordes
Lash the sails

Top down, straight in
That's the way you want to win
Head down, play nice
All the way to paradise

Scraping and staggering until the bitter end
Oh friend, I've seen it all before
To you I implore

Grace O’Malley

I remember one September
Taking arms up to the crown
Beaten up and broken down

And the maid that Connaught gave us
Who could save us from our shame

Katie, bar the door, the Devil’s here again.
He’s looking for a saviour, he’s looking for a friend.
The Devil drinks in places you and I have never been.
So Katie, bar the door, and never let him in.

When I was just a young’un, Sir, I came without a sound.
She said this ship is sank and now a nice soldier’s drowned.
Sat there I met the Devil on the blacks of Australia (?)

It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo
And we don't give a damn when the day is done
How hard the winds did blow
Cause we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground
With a good ship taut and free
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls of Old Maui

Your eyes were filled with stars
So you pick up a guitar
and how the people gave
the attention that you crave
Tonight, the stage is yours
but the world has watched you rise
and fall a thousand times before
Polka Never Dies!

I am a rover, American
a pair of green eyes, 5'10
it was to be, my final dance
I rambled over La belle province
montreal, rimouski,
repentigny, chicoutimi
the light inside me is getting dim
god can't help the state I'm in

Now we are ready to head for the Horn,
Way, hey, roll an' go!
Our boots an' our clothes boys are all in the pawn,
To be rollickin' randy dandy O!

Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
Way, hey, roll and go!
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,

way down South where the cocks do crow,
Way down in Florida
Them gals all dance to the old banjo.
And we'll roll the woodpile down

Chorus:
Rollin! Rollin! Rollin the whole world round,
That brown gal of mine's on the Georgia line!

It's a damned tough life, full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gale has stopped
How hard the wind did blow.
We're homeward bound! 'Tis a grand old sound
On a good ship taut and free,
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls on old Maui.

Sally Brown she's a nice young lady,
Way, hay, we roll an' go.
We roll all night
And we roll all day
Spend my money on Sally Brown.

Shipped on board off a Liverpool liner
Way, hay, we roll an' go.

Picking up the pieces of the day,
And casting them away,
Walk into the town below,
And lay it all so low,
Waltzing with Paulina,
Waltzing with Paulina!

Now all the world's asleep,

A recruiting sergeant came our way
To an Inn nearby at the close of day
He said young Johnny you're a fine young man
Would you like to march along behind a military band,
With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat,
And a musket at your shoulder,
The shilling he took and he kissed the book,
Oh poor Johnny what will happen to ya?

There's a saucy wild packet, and a packet of fame
She hails from New York, and the Dreadnought's her name
She is bound to the westward where the stormy winds blow
Bound away in the Dreadnought, to the westward we'll go

Now the time of her sailing is now drawing nigh
Farewell, pretty May, I must bid you goodbye
Farewell to old England and all there we hold dear

At the Raceway Park in Toledo
In the summer of '74
Billy K said I didn't have it in me
So I marched right across the floor

And the band played who stole the keeshka
And your emerald eyes shone bright
And with a wink to Billy K

My name is wailin' Johnny
Way, hey, Johny Boreen
At cordova and carrall
Was formed in the marrow
Of whiskey and amphetamines

They call me wailin' Johnny
Way, hey, Johnny Boreen

Соленые жалко слезы,
Ты их не трать напрасно,
Может быть все прекрасно,
Но что-то не так, поверь мне.

Ты давно не смеешься,
А, знаешь, это верный признак,
Что жизнь твоя лишь призрак,