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"Weigh, Hey And Up She Rises" lyrics

The Irish Rovers Lyrics

"Weigh, Hey And Up She Rises"

What will we do with a drunken sailor?
What will we do with a drunken sailor?
What will we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Put him in a long boat till his sober
Put him in a long boat till his sober
Put him in a long boat till his sober
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him
Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him
Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Put him in the bed with the captain's daughter
Put him in the bed with the captain's daughter
Put him in the bed with the captain's daughter
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

That's what we do with a drunken sailor
That's what we do with a drunken sailor
That's what we do with a drunken sailor
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!

Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!


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compilation: "The Irish Rovers' Gems: 32 Years Of Irish Rovers Favourites" (1996)
The Irish Rovers - The Irish Rovers' Gems: 32 Years Of Irish Rovers Favourites compilation cover
The Last Of The Irish Rover
Star Of The County Down
Bonnets Of Bonnie Dundee
Liverpool Lou
The Gypsy Rover
Come By The Hills
The Gallant Forty-Twa
No Nay Never
Whiskey On A Sunday
Farewell To Carlingford
I'm A Rambler, I'm A Gambler
The Unicorn
The Orange And The Green
Lily The Pink
The Bonnie Lass Of Fyvie
Donald, Where's Your Trousers?
Mountain Tay (The Hills Of Connemara)
Sweet Strabane
Young Roddy McCorley
Tied Up With A Black Velvet Band
My Boy Willie
Caltan Weaver
The Lovely Isle Of Innishfree
Good Luck To The Barleymow
Wild Mountain Thyme
Weigh, Hey And Up She Rises
Wasn't That A Party
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