| And it’s all for me grog, ye jolly jolly grog
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| All for me beer and tobacco
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| Well I’ve spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin
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| And across the western ocean I must wander
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| Where is me wife me noggin' noggin' wife
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| She’s all sold for beer and tobacco
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| You see her front it got worn out
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| And her tail been kicked about
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| And I’m sure she’s looking out for better weather
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| And it’s all for me grog, ye jolly jolly grog
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| All for me beer and tobacco
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| Well I’ve spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin
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| And across the western ocean I must wander
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| Where is my shirt me noggin' noggin' shirt
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| It’s all gone for beer and tobacco
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| For the collar is all worn
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| And the sleeves they were all turned
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| Tthe tail is looking out for better weather
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| And it’s all for me grog, ye jolly jolly grog
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| All for me beer and tobacco
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| Well I’ve spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin
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| And across the western ocean I must wander
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| Now I’m sick in the head and I haven’t been to bed
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| Since first I came ashore from me slumber
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| For I spent all me gol' on those ladies, don’t you know?
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| But across the western ocean I must wander
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| And it’s all for me grog, my jolly jolly grog
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| All for me beer and tobacco (Oh, come on, lads!)
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| Well I’ve spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin
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| And across the western ocean I must wander |