Living
Bound for Sourabaya!
From The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse (1918)
Oh, the moon shines bright, and we sail to-night,
And we're bound for Sourabaya !
So it 's ' Farewell, Jane ! ' for we're off again
With the turning of the tide !
Oh, the Java girls haven't got no curls,
But they'll meet us on the Praya,
And, Malay or Dutch, well, the odds ain't much,
And the ocean 's deep and wide !
We're bound for Sourabaya, boys,
Where the girls are kind and brown !
By the break of day we'll be far away !
Farewell to Sydney town !
Oh, the girls look glum, when the parting 's come,
And we're bound for Sourabaya !
And they weep and wail, cos' the ship must sail
With the turning of the tide !
But we soon forget, when our sheets are wet
And the dancing dolphins play — ah,
And the gale pipes high in the mackerel sky,
And the ocean 's deep and wide !
We're bound for Sourabaya, boys,
Where the girls are kind and brown,
And they hope and pray that we've come to stay !
Farewell to Sydney town !
When the coin 's all gone, and the hatches on,
And we're bound for Sourabaya,
There 's a kiss for Nell, and a long farewell,
With the turning of the tide !
But there 's not much wrong, and it don't last long,
Tho' she mourns you for a day — ah !
And she wears no black if you don't come back !
For the ocean 's deep and wide !
And we're bound for Sourabaya, boys,
Where the girls are kind and brown,
So we'll drink once more,
While we're on the shore,
Farewell to Sydney town !
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MLA
Souter, C. H. “Bound for Sourabaya!” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/souter_ch/1/.
Chicago
Souter, C. H. “Bound for Sourabaya!” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/souter_ch/1/.
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