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​Jolly Roving Tar

This song is by Brian Peters and appears on the album Different Tongues (2003).

Ships may come and ships may go, as long as the sea doth roll
Each sailor lad, just like his dad, he loves the flowing bowl
Well, a trip on shore he does adore, with a girl that's plump and round
When the money's all gone, it's the same old song: "Get up, Jack; John, sit down."

Come along, come along, me jolly brave boys, there's lots of grog in the jar
We'll plough the briny ocean with a jolly roving tar

When Jack gets in, he'll spend his tin in some old boarding house
They'll welcome him with rum and gin and feed him on pork souse
He'll lend and spend and not offend, till he lies drunk on the ground
But when the money's all gone, it's the same old song: "Get up, Jack; John, sit down."

Come along, come along, me jolly brave boys, there's lots of grog in the jar
We'll plough the briny ocean with a jolly roving tar

Then he'll take the trip upon a ship to India or Japan
In nations there, the ladies fair, they love a sailorman
He'll go ashore upon a tour and buy some girl a gown
When your money's all gone, it's the same old song: "Get up, Jack; John, sit down."

Come along, come along, me jolly brave boys, there's lots of grog in the jar
We'll plough the briny ocean with a jolly roving tar

When Jack gets worn and weatherbeat, too old to rove about
In some gin shop they'll let him stop, till eight bells calls him out
And then he'll raise his eyes up to the skies, saying, "Boys, we're homeward bound!"
But when the money's all gone, it's the same old song: "Get up, Jack; John, sit down."

Come along, come along, me jolly brave boys, there's lots of grog in the jar
We'll plough the briny ocean with a jolly roving tar

Come along, come along, me jolly brave boys, there's lots of grog in the jar
We'll plough the briny ocean with a jolly roving tar