"Jolly Roving Tar" lyrics

"Jolly Roving Tar"
(originally by the Irish Rovers)

Well here we are, we're back again, safe upon the shore
In Belfast town we'd like to stay and go to sea no more
We'll go into a public house and drink till we're content
For the lassies they will love us till our money is all spent

So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar (Hey hey!)

"Oh, Johnny, did ya miss me when the nights were long and cold?
Or did you find another love in your arms to hold?"
Says he, "I've thought of only you while on the sea afar" (Yarr)
"So come up the stairs and cuddle with your Jolly Roving Tar"

So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar

Well in each other's arms they rode, until the break of day
When the sailor rose and said farewell, "I must be on my way"
"Why don't ya leave me, Johnny lad, I thought you'd marry me"
Says he, "I can't get married, for I'm married to the sea"

So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar
So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar

Well, come you buddy lassies now, a warning take by me
Never trust a man like me an inch above your knee
I'll tease you, and I'll please you, but when I've had my fun
I'll leave you in the morning with a daughter or a son (What a bastard!)

So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar
So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar
So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar
So pass the flowing bowl while there's whiskey in the jar
And we'll drink to all the lassies at the Jolly Roving Tar


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