Liverpool Judies Songtext
von The Corries

From Liverpool to for a score a-rovin′ I went
For to stay in that country it was my intent
But girls and strong whiskey like other damn fools
I soon was transported back to Liverpool
And its row, row bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow

And its row, row bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow

(Smashing)

From Liverpool to for a score a-rovin' I went,
For to stay in that country it was my intent.
But girls and strong whiskey like other damn fools
I soon was transported back to Liverpool
And its row, row bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow

(It′s Easter again)


I shipped on the Alaska lying out in the Bay,
Waiting for a fair wind to get under way.
The sailors all drunk and their backs is all sore,
The whiskey's all done and we can't get no more.

And its row, row bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow

Oh, here comes our first mate with his jacket of blue
A′lookin′ for work for us sailors to do.
It's "Jig tops′l halyards!" he loudly does roar,
And it's lay aloft Paddy, ye son of a w...

And its row, row bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow

Here′s a health to the Captain wherever he may be
He's a friend to the sailor on land and on sea
But as for that first mate, that son of a brute
We hope when he dies straight to hell he′ll skyhoot

And its row, row bullies, row!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow