Whip Jamboree

Well, now me lads, be of good cheer,

For the Irish Coast will soon draw near

Then we'll set a course for old Cape Clear.

Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree,

Oh you pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree.

Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.

Well now Cape Clear it is in sight,

We'll be off Holyhead by tomorrow night,

We'll set a course for the old Rock Light,

Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree,

Oh you pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree.

Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.

Well, now we're passing Holyhead,

No more salt-beef or weevilly bread,

One man on the chains for to swing the lead.

Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree,

Oh you pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree.

Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.

And now we're passing Fort Perch Rock

All hammocks lashed and sea chests locked,

We'll haul her in to the Waterloo Dock,

Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree,

Oh you pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree.

Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.

And now my lads we are all in Dock,

We'll be off to Dan Lowry's on the spot,

And there we'll sink a big pint pot.

Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree,

Oh you pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree.

Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.