New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-09-09

(Chorus) Away-aye. roll and go IAN pull together
Sally Brown is a nice old lady.
ssiERS sns sa my money none ao On sally ally Brown Pull
! Away-aye. roll and go. etc.
\ The remainder tells how for seven lonv -.
they have been Accounting" and that Sally viii -.
marry until he stops on shore to work BY the does
Then; on the next set Of halyards. this song r.
most likely followed by:
Blow my boys-I long TO hear you
| (Chorus). Blow. boys. blow, PULL
Blow. my boys-I long to hear You
I Blow. boys, bully boys. blow PPM
Yankee ship. came, down the river.
Blow boys. bully boys. blow.
Here BLOW boys blow" develops into a d.,
ton Of the differences IN food and appearance -,
I mark the American from the British vessel -
/ Now we fnd the wind has gone ahead ard s.
/ up yards then fatten the sheets as we c5s.ses
Little Johnny Boke- what made you 90 to. sea,
/ Little Johnny Boxer. n Liverpool you oush, - =
Do. my Johnny Boxer, DO. -
o This too ~ has 1 ToFs n ,5 ot though
/ fast!' which we do and leave u. Then a. -
/ mainsan Is shaking in the wind, We reeve 80 90
I The bully ships a-rOlllug.
/ (Chorus) Haul away the bowllne. IPuu1
us raining and a-snowlng a-suowiag a-srouiux
It's attaining and a-caOwing
The bowline haul, IPunl
Thus is the outward passage made 7ra 49,
Is dropped at say Garden Reach below Cs11.s.1r
and while the heavy sails being rolled o7 =
their yards the banks Of the Hoogly rescued Vi,to
Aye. aye-aye aye. and wen pay Paddy Doy. p.
Aye. aye-aye. aye. and wen have no slop-.s.,.
suits.
At the end Of each line the sail is hunted H,g.
higher. until II finally rests the yard The o.
gone Is given entire and Is evidently The SHORES,
half seems to hint Of some Irish shoenaks-s NJ ~
was pald Tor MS boots Win the tiiIer-rope with
half refers TO the inferior clothing sold a. 80
OF the anchor TO return home naturally ,svos
day; day when every hand goes lightly to fs
sails set put end 70 the long task Now " al
warm to our work on the windlass-bars and b. 80
crowd there. Is barely heart hat does uof srsT11
as the links come in to the words.
Pipe all hands nds,t TO man the yTiqd.aaa
We to-day set sail from India
And for English shores we'll steer
(Chorus) Rolling home. rolling home
Rolling home across the sea:
Rolling home 20 dear old England
Rolling home. sweetheart. 70 thee
If you all heave with a will BOYS
Soon our anchors we will trip:
And wen cross the briny ocean
In our good and gallant ship
Chorus.
OF the above there are but eight more lines. Tts
kind and it is best rendered when divided between
the watches. one watch singing the stanzas ard
the other the chorus. Unless the bic mas bess
previously shortened in. one song viii not last IN
PROBABLY be foIowe bv R9U H. 6atro aI n WI
chanty that is only suitable for capstan and wind
cottom-stowers on the MissssppiEor bs ne a5 nso
Ian Girl" or Bound to Western Australia which
are also heaving Chanties only.
Next. when the tugboat leaves Us or the long and
under such lusty airs as
Sing a song OF Ranzo boys
(Chorus) Ranzo boys Ranzo, PULL
Sing song OF Ranzo boys
Sing song Of Ranzo. tPUlLI
Ranzo took notion TO cross the briny ocean.
RanzO, boys. Ranzo!
He was a New-York tailor but he thought hsd
Sing song OF Ranzo,
Thus night and day, in foul weather and fine. to-s
have long and curious history. vet are barely
dreamed of outside the life that keeps them alive
But like all else they must die. and the beginning
OF their death has begun The modern spirit. Is
them In small ships; while the same added % ne
power Of steam winches for raising topsahs an
chors and the like killing these old dttiss even
IN the descendants SO to write. Of the famous
Here completing our voyage, we will-for varisty's
sci, and warp her into dock while singing:
Leave her. Johnny leave her.
(Chorus) Leave her. Johnny, PULL
Leave her johnny Leave leave her; PULL
Leave her. Johnn-- leave her
Leave her. Johnny,
Pack your bags and go on shore
For it's time for you to leave her
Leave her. Johnny leave her
Leave her. Johnny,
For the grub bad. and the wages iov,
So it's time for you to leave her:
Leave her. Johnny leave her.
Leave her, Johnny,
For the mates a terror and the odd mar
Is worse
So it's time for you to leave her.
Now. with our bags on our shoulders we bid her
goodby. knowing her 10 be : good many. and
better than some and rather regretflIly picturing
the day when an old negro was allowed 20 SIT and
fiddle 70 the chanty singers.