Lyrics of Ångbåtsblues - Cornelis Vreeswijk

Ångbåtsblues (original)

Framfr Grand Hotell, flottast hr I Nord,
Ligger Vaxholm II.
Vlkommen ombord!
Och dr r kaptenen och dr en matros.
Gud bevare oss!
ngbtsblues
Tidpunkten fr avfrden r nnu ej bestmd,
Men leve alla gamla ngbtar som seglar alltjmnt.
Vill ni ka med bort ngon stans
Till ngon brygga, dr det finns dans.
Dragspels-musik, lantlig tradition,
Bada utan klder, lunginflammation.
Tjo och tjim I kajutan tills natten blir dag.
Leve de ngdrivna btarnas bolag.
Flickor och gossar, vart ska ni ka?
Vi ska till Mja, supa, slss och brka.
Slss med polisen, det vill vi alla.
Men dom stter dit oss nr vi blir knalla.
Vi samlas flera tusen p ett litet flt
Och sen har vi sexparty I varenda tlt.
Lasten bestr av brnnvinspaket,
Ldor och vskor, en levande get.
Man skickar frugan till sommarstugan,
S gr man och tar en p operabaren.
S fort hon har stuckit s sitter man dr.
Bara nu inte btjveln gr p ett skr-
Farvl nu all, ngvisslan tutar.
Vilken slagsida, hela bten lutar.
Blir det haveri elle kollision
S finns det en flytvst t var tionde person.
Livbtar saknas tyvrr denna gng,
Men vi har servering I vr aktersalong.
I fall ni skulle rka bli hungrig,
I fall ni skulle rka bli sjsjuk,
I fall ni skulle rka bli sugen…

(translation)

In front of the Grand Hotel, the finest in the North,
Located in Vaxholm II.
Welcome aboard!
And dr is the captain and dr is a sailor.
God save us!
ngbts blues
The time of the departure is not yet determined,
But long live all the old ngbts who sail all the way.
Do you want to go somewhere?
To some pier, dr there is dancing.
Accordion music, country tradition,
Bathing without clothes, pneumonia.
Thum and hum In the cabin until night becomes day.
Long live the company of the driven bastards.
Girls and boys, where are you going?
We are going to Mja, supa, slss and brka.
Slss with the police, we all want that.
But they put us there when we get crazy.
Several thousand of us gather on a small float
And then we have sex parties in every tlt.
The load consists of packages of brandy wine,
Ldor and vskos, a living goat.
They send the wife to the summer cottage,
S gr man and take a p at the opera bar.
As soon as she has stung, you sit down.
Only now the devil doesn't go on a skre-
Goodbye now, everyone, the whistle blows.
What a side, the whole bten tilts.
If there is a breakdown or collision
So there is one float for every ten people.
Unfortunately, life benefits are missing this time,
But we have dining in our aft saloon.
In case you get hungry,
In case you should get sick,
In case you get the urge…