Bully Boys Songtext
von Nathan Evans
Bully Boys Songtext
And it′s row me, bully boys
We're in a hurry, boys
We′ve got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we'll dance and bid farewell to France
And it′s (row me, bully boys, row)
And we sailed away in the roughest of water
(Row me, bully boys, row)
But now we return in the most royal quarters
(Row me, bully boys, row)
And it′s row me, bully boys
We're in a hurry, boys
We′ve got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we′ll dance and bid farewell to France
And it's row me, bully boys, row
See, now, how we feast on pheasants by a flock
(Row me, bully boys, row)
It′s a long, long way from the gruel and the stocks
And it's (row me, bully boys, row)
And it's row me, bully boys
We′re in a hurry, boys
We′ve got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we′ll dance and bid farewell to France
And it's row me, bully boys, row
A wee dram of whiskey for every man
(Row me, bully boys, row)
And a barrel of rum for the shanty man
And it′s (row me, bully boys, row)
And it's row me, bully boys
We′re in a hurry, boys
We've got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we′ll dance and bid Farewell to France
And it′s row me, bully boys, row
And we sailed away in the roughest of water
(Row me, bully boys, row)
And now we return and so lock up your daughters
(Row me, bully boys, row!)
And it's row me, bully boys
We′re in a hurry, boys
We've got a long way to go
And we′ll sing, and we'll dance and bid farewell to France
And it′s row me, bully boys, row
And it's row me, bully boys
We're in a hurry, boys
We got a long way to go
And we′ll sing, and we′ll dance and bid Farewell to France
And it's row me, bully boys, row
We're in a hurry, boys
We′ve got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we'll dance and bid farewell to France
And it′s (row me, bully boys, row)
And we sailed away in the roughest of water
(Row me, bully boys, row)
But now we return in the most royal quarters
(Row me, bully boys, row)
And it′s row me, bully boys
We're in a hurry, boys
We′ve got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we′ll dance and bid farewell to France
And it's row me, bully boys, row
See, now, how we feast on pheasants by a flock
(Row me, bully boys, row)
It′s a long, long way from the gruel and the stocks
And it's (row me, bully boys, row)
And it's row me, bully boys
We′re in a hurry, boys
We′ve got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we′ll dance and bid farewell to France
And it's row me, bully boys, row
A wee dram of whiskey for every man
(Row me, bully boys, row)
And a barrel of rum for the shanty man
And it′s (row me, bully boys, row)
And it's row me, bully boys
We′re in a hurry, boys
We've got a long way to go
And we'll sing, and we′ll dance and bid Farewell to France
And it′s row me, bully boys, row
And we sailed away in the roughest of water
(Row me, bully boys, row)
And now we return and so lock up your daughters
(Row me, bully boys, row!)
And it's row me, bully boys
We′re in a hurry, boys
We've got a long way to go
And we′ll sing, and we'll dance and bid farewell to France
And it′s row me, bully boys, row
And it's row me, bully boys
We're in a hurry, boys
We got a long way to go
And we′ll sing, and we′ll dance and bid Farewell to France
And it's row me, bully boys, row
Writer(s): Traditional, David Phelan, Alex Oriet, Nathan Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com