Jolly Roving Tar - Great Big Sea

Ships may come and ships may go As long as the sea does roll.

Each sailor lad just like his dad,

He loves the flowing bowl.

A trip on shore he does adore

With a girl who’s nice and round.

When the money’s gone

It’s the same old song,

«Get up Jack!

John, sit down!»

CHORUS:

Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,

There’s lots of grog in the jar.

We’ll plough the briny ocean

With the jolly roving tar.

When Jack comes in, it’s then he’ll steer

To some old boarding house.

They’ll welcome him with rum and gin,

And feed him on pork scouse.

He’ll lend, spend and he’ll not offend

Till he’s lyin' drunk on the ground

When the money’s gone

It’s the same old song,

«Get up Jack!

John, sit down!»

CHORUS

Jack, he then, oh then he’ll sail

Bound down for Newfoundland

All the ladies fair in Placentia there

They love that sailor man.

He’ll go to shore out on a tear

And he’ll buy some girl a gown.

When the money’s gone

It’s the same old song,

«Get up Jack!

John, sit down!»

CHORUS

When Jack gets old and weatherbeat,

Too old to roam about,

They’ll let him stop in some rum shop

Till eight bells calls him out.

Then he’ll raise his eyes up to the skies,

Sayin' «Boys, we’re homeward bound.»

When the money’s gone

It’s the same old song,

«Get up Jack!

John, sit down!»

CHORUS