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As I was a walking down Paradise Street[citation needed]
A pretty young damsel I chanced for to meet.

She was round in the counter and bluff in the bow,[citation needed]
So I took in all sail and cried, "Way enough now."

So I tailed her my flipper and took her in tow[citation needed]
And yardarm to yardarm away we did go.

But as we were going she said unto me[citation needed]
There's a spanking full-rigger just ready for sea.

But as soon as that packet was clear of the bar[citation needed]
The mate knocked me down with the end of a spar.

It's starboard and larboard on deck you will sprawl[citation needed]
For Kicking Jack Williams commands the Black Ball.

So I give you fair warning before we belay,[citation needed]
Don't ever take heed of what pretty girls say.

A bonnie good mate and a captain too,
A bonnie good ship and a bonnie good crew,[5]

Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down;
Blow the man down, bullies, pull him around.[6]

Blow the man down, you darlings, lie down,
Blow the man down for fair London town.[7]

When the Black Baller is ready for sea,
That is the time that you see such a spree.[8]

There's tinkers, and tailors, and soldiers, and all,
They all ship for sailors on board the Black Ball.[9]

When the Black Baller hauls out of the dock,
To see these poor fellows, how on board they flock.[10]

When the Black Baller gets clear of the land,
'Tis then you will hear the great word of command.[11]

'Lay aft here, ye lubbers, lay aft, one and all,
I'll none of your dodges on board the Black Ball'.[12]

To see these poor devils, how they will all 'scoat,'
Assisted along by the toe of a boot.[13]

It's now we are sailing on th' ocean so wide,
Where the deep and blue waters dash by our black side.[14]

It's now when we enter the channel so wide,
All hands are ordered to scrub the ship's side.[15]

And now, my fine boys, we are round the rock,
And soon, oh! soon, we will be in the dock.[16]

Then all our hands will bundle ashore,
Perhaps some will never to sea go more.