Well we set sail on the Auld John Burn
We hadn't got past the pier O
We had ta gan back for Boson Boab
A drowning in the Wear O
The Cook he got out his golden spoons
And passed around the rum O
And all the crew did get pissed up
And Boson Boab did drown O
Then Capt. Lisle jumped awa board
But couldn't save his life O
And his iron leg did drag him down
To the bottom of the Wear O
Now the Cabin Boy he got distressed
And the crew they wondered why O
To the Cabin Boy our Capt. Lisle
It be he who be his daddy O
It be he who be his daddy O
We reset sail on the Auld John Burn
We nearly passed the pier O
We were that rummed up with the Capt. gone
We had nee idea where wi gannin O
Scotch John got out his music box
The Chin he got out his fiddle O
And Dirty Mary got out her tits
And it did amuse the crew O
The ship was rocking in the Wear
We nearly hit the pier O
And the Port Authority flagged us down
Shouting immigrants on ya keel O
Now the Cabin Boy he got distressed
And the crew they wondered why O
To our cabin boy our Dirty Mary
It be she who be his mammy O
It be she who be his mammy O
We went neewhere on the Auld John Burn
We hadn't got out the Wear O
And all the crew did get distressed
For they'd drank all of the rum O
And Dirty Mary got out her tits
To the men all dressed in black O
While the Port Authorities asking us
Weez that upon ya keel O?
Then all the crew did get distressed
And looked over the side O
Capt. Lisle clung for his life
And the Boson's clung to his leg O
Then the Cabin Boy he jumped for joy
And danced a little jig O
For he did get his daddy back
And we all got the lash O
And the Boson got keel hauled O
