Lost and Given Over

A mermaid 's not a human thing,
An' courtin' sich is folly ;
Of flesh an' blood I'd rather sing,
What ain't so melancholy.
Oh, Berta ! Loo ! Jaunita ! Sue !
Here 's good luck to me and you —
Sing rally ! ri-a-rally !
The seas is deep ; the seas is wide ;
But this I'll prove whate'er betide,
I'm bully in the alley !
I'm bull-ee in our al-lee !

The Hooghli gal 'er face is brown ;
The Hilo gal is lazy ;
The gal that lives by 'Obart town
She'd drive a dead man crazy ;
Come, wet your lip, and let it slip !
The Gretna Green 's a tidy ship —
Sing rally !
The seas is deep ; the seas is blue ;
But 'ere 's good 'ealth to me and you,
Ho, rally !

The Lord may drop us off our pins
To feed 'is bloomin' fishes ;
But Lord forgive us for our sins —
Our sins is most delicious !
Come, drink it up and fill yer cup !
The world it owes us bite and sup,
And Mimi, Ju-ju, Sally ;
The seas is long ; the winds is strong ;
The best of men they will go wrong —
Hi, rally ! ri-a-rally !

The Bowery gal she knows 'er know ;
The Frisco gal is silly ;
The Hayti gal ain't white as snow —
They're whiter down in Chili.
Now what 's the use to shun the booze ?
They'll flop your bones among the ooze
Sou'-west-by-Sou' the galley.
The seas is green ; the seas is cold ;
The best of men they must grow old —
Sing rally ! ri- a -rally !

All round the world where'er I roam,
This lesson I am learnin' :
If you've got sense you'll stop at home
And save the bit yer earnin'.
So hang the odds ! It 's little odds,
When every 'eathen 'as 'is gods,
And neither two will tally :
When black and white drink, wimmin, fight-
In these three things they're all alright —
Sing rally ! ri-a-rally !

When double bunks, Fo'castle end,
Is all the kind that 's carried,
Our manners they will likely mend —
Most likely we'll be married.
But till sich time as that be done,
We'll take our fun as we've begun —
Sing rally !
The flesh is weak ; the world is wide ;
The dead man 'e goes overside —
Sing rally ! rally !

We're given and lost to the girls that wait
From Trinity to Whitsund'y,
From Sunda Strait to the Golden Gate
An' back to the Bay o' Fundy ;
Oh, it 's Mabel, Loo, an' it 's Nancy-Poo,
An' 'ere 's good luck, an' I love you —
Sing rally !
Oh, it 's cents an' dollars an' somebody hollers-
The sun comes up an' the mornin' follers —
Sing rally !

We're given an' lost to the octoroon,
The Portugee cruiser painty,
The Chinkie gal with 'er eyes 'arf-moon,
An' the Japanee darlin' dainty.
Oh, it 's Tokio-town when the sun goes down,
It 's 'arf-a-pint and it 's 'arf-a-crown —
Sing rally !
'Er spars may lift an' 'er keel can shift,
When a man is done 'e 's got to drift —
Sing rally ! Ho, rally !

The Hooghli gal 'er face is brown,
The Hilo gal 's a daisy,
The gal that lives by 'Obart town
She'd drive a dead man crazy.
So, pretty an' plain, it 's Sarah Jane
'Uggin' an' kissin' an' ' Come again ! '
Sing rally ! ri-a-rally !
The seas is deep ; the seas is wide ;
But this I'll prove what else betide,
I'm bully in the alley,
Ho ! Bullee in the Al-lee,