Choruses of the Bridgetown Morris Men

(almost alphabetical...)

Around Me Brave Boys. 3

Bully in the Alley. 3

Barret's Privateers. 3

Bring us a Barrel 3

Botany Bay. 3

Chandler’s Wife. 3

Congleton Bear 4

Country Life. 4

Eat Bertha's Mussels. 4

Drover’s Dream.. 4

Glanville’s  Home-Made Beer 4

Drink Old Portland Dry. 4

Farmer’s Boy. 5

Greenland Whale Fishery. 5

Liverpool Judies. 5

Glorious Ale. 5

New York Girls. 5

Man That Waters the Workers' Beer 5

Nutting Girl 6

Only Remembered For What We Have Done. 6

Old King Coal 6

Rise Up Jock. 6

Rolling Down to Old Maui 6

Rambling Rover 6

Rolling Mills of New Jersey. 7

Rolling Home. 7

Row On. 7

Rosebud in June. 7

Wild Rover 7

When Jones’s Ale Was New.. 7

What have they done to the old Rose and Crown?. 8

 

Around Me Brave Boys

Bully in the Alley

Chorus:

 We will roll down

Walk around me brave boys and roll down

 

CHORUS:
Help me, Bob, I'm bully in the alley,
Way, hey, bully in the alley!
Help me, Bob, I'm bully in the alley,
Bully down in shinbone al!

 

Barret's Privateers

Bring us a Barrel

Chorus:

God damn them all,
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold,
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears,
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier,
The last of Barret's privateers.

Then bring us a barrel and set it up right

Bring us a barrel, to last out the night

Bring us a barrel, no matter how high

We'll drink it up Lads, we'll drink it dry.

 

Botany Bay

Chandler’s Wife 

Chorus:

Farewell to your bricks and your mortar,

Farewell to your dirty lime.

Farewell to your gangers and your gangplanks

And to hell with your overtime.

For the good ship Raggamuffin is lying at the quay

For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back

To the shores of Botany Bay

 

Chorus
Then I heard the sound of a (knock,knock,knock) up above my head. (2x)



 

Congleton Bear

Country Life

Chorus:

The cheeses of Cheshire are famed, but beware

Of stories they tell of the Congleton Bear.

Congleton Bear, Congleton Bear,

They sold the church bible to buy a new Bear.

Chorus:

I like to rise when the sun she rises

Early in the morning.

I like to rise when the small birds singing’

Merrily upon the layland.

And hurrah for the life of a country boy

And to ramble in the new mown hay.

 

 

Eat Bertha's Mussels

Drover’s Dream

Chorus:

Eat Bertha's mussels,

They're the best there is, by far.

You can eat them in the dining room,

You can eat them in the bar.

So when you're ashore in Baltimore,

And you fancy a bite to eat,

Just follow your nose to Bertha's.

You'll be in for a rare old treat.

Chorus:  

Oh the work was hard to bear and the paydays they were rare,

There was aches and pains and heartaches by the score.

A Drover’s life is bleak but it sure can make you sleep

And give you dreams with scenes you’ve never seen before.

 

Glanville’s  Home-Made Beer

Drink Old Portland Dry

Chorus:

God damn them all, I was told
This beer was worth its weight in gold
We'd feel no pain, shed no tears
But it's a foolish man who shows no fear
At a glass of Glanville's home-made beer

Chorus:

Aye, dry, aye dry, me boys, aye, dry

They say they will come and drink old Portland dry.

 

 

 

Farmer’s Boy

Greenland Whale Fishery

Chorus:

To plough and sow, to reap and mow

And be a farmer’s boy, and be a farmer’s boy.

 

 

And he upset the boat

And I lost my darling man

No more, no more Greenland for you brave boy

No more, no more Greenland for you

 

Liverpool Judies

Glorious Ale

Chorus:

And it's row ----- row bullies, row,

Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow

Chorus:

Ale, ale, glorious ale

Served up in Pewter, it tells its own tale

Now, some folks likes cabbages, some curl-eye kale

But, [sung faster]

Give I boiled parsnips and a gert-dish of 'taters

And a lump of fatty-bacon

And a pint of good ale

New York Girls

Man That Waters the Workers' Beer

Chorus:

And away you santy, my dear honey,
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

I am the man, the very fat man, who waters the workers' beer.

I am the man, the very fat man, who waters the workers' beer.

And what do I care if it makes them ill?

If it makes them terribly queer?

I've a car, a yacht, and an aeroplane, and I waters the workers' beer.

 

Nutting Girl

Only Remembered For What We Have Done

Chorus:

With my fal-lal to my ral-tal-lal

Whack-fol-the-dear-ol-day

And what few nuts that poor girl had

She threw them all away.

 

Chorus:

Only remembered,

Only remembered,

Only remembered for what we have done;

Repeat last two lines of chorus.

Old King Coal

Rise Up Jock

Chorus

For there's fire in the heart of old King Coal,

a strength of centuries in his soul.

There's a power that grows where his black blood flows.

So here's to old King Coal.

 

Chorus:

And it’s rise up Jock and sing your song   

For the summer is short and the winter long.

Let’s all join hands and form a chain

Till the leaves of springtime bloom again.

 

Rolling Down to Old Maui

Rambling Rover

Chorus:

Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.

Oh, there're sober men and plenty,

And drunkards barely twenty,

There are men of over ninety

That have never yet kissed a girl.

But give me a ramblin' rover,

Frae Orkney down to Dover,

We will roam the country over

And together we'll face the world.

 

Rolling Mills of New Jersey

Rolling Home

When I die bury me low,

Where I can hear the petroleum flow.

A sweeter sound I never did know,

The rolling mills of New Jersey.

 

Chorus:

Rolling home (when we go)

Rolling home (when we go)

Rolling, rolling, when we go rolling home

 

 

 

Row On

Rosebud in June

Chorus:

Row on, row on, another day

May shine with brighter light;

Ply, ply the oars and pull away,

There’s dawn beyond the night

 

 

Chorus:

We'll pipe and we'll sing love,

We'll dance in a ring love,
When each lad takes his lass
All on the green grass,
And it's oh to plough where the fat oxen graze low
And the lads and their lasses do sheep shearing go.

 

 

Wild Rover


When Jones’s Ale Was New

Chorus:               

And it's no, nay, never

no, nay never no more
will I play the wild rover,
no never no more

 

Chorus:

And they ordered their pints of beer and bottles of sherry

To help them over the hills so merry,

To help them over the hills so merry

When Jones’s ale was new, me boys, when Jones’s ale was new.

 

 

 

What have they done to the old Rose and Crown?

 

chorus:

What have they done to the old Rose and Crown?

The Ship, the King's Arms, and the World Upside Down.

For oak, brass, and leather, and a pint of the best

Fade away like the sun as it sinks in the west.

 

 

 

 

 

The Bridgetown Morris Men wish to thank Jim, Jonathan, and all the staff at Oaks Bottom for providing a home for live, in person, anyone can bring a song, pub singing!

 

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Affectionately,

 

The Bridgetown Morris Men and Friends