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Chanty (Fine Crowd)

Skipper only got one oar.
(What's he like, it's just his way.)
Skipper only got one oar,
I'm sure he'll make that old boat soar.
(Whad odds, it's just his way.)

Nellie's kettle is full of leaks.
(What's she like, it's just her way.)
Nellie's kettle is full of leaks,
But she'll brew tea to fill your cheeks.
(Whad odds, it's just her way.)

Woh hoh, it's the goin' we likes,
Who cares if it works out right;
When we get there in the end,
We'll turn around and go again.

Billy's song got but one note.
(What's he like, it's just his way.)
Billy's song got but one note,
But he knows the whole thing off by rote.
(Whad odds, it's just his way.)

Johnny's got a one tooth bite.
(What's he like, it's just his way.)
Johnny's got a one tooth bite,
But he keeps that one tooth shocking bright.
(Whad odds, it's just his way.)

Woh hoh, it's the goin' we likes,
Who cares if it works out right;
When we get there in the end,
We'll turn around and go again.

Uncle's well it's long been dry.
(What's he like, it's just his way.)
Uncle's well it's long been dry,
But he keeps wet with homemade rye.
(Whad odds, it's just his way.)

Now Jake, ya see, his mind is bare.
(What's he like, it's just his way.)
Now Jake, ya see, his mind is bare,
But what he know sure he don't care.
(Whad odds, it's just his way.)

Woh hoh, it's the goin' we likes,
Who cares if it works out right;
When we get there in the end,
We'll turn around and go again.

Of milk the old cow got ne'er a drop.
(What's she like, it's just her way.)
Of milk, the old cow got ne'er a drop,
Go get the pot and we'll cook her up.
(Whad odds, it's just her way.)

Nellie's horse she's got a rash.
(What's she like, it's just her way.)
Nellie's horse she's got a rash,
We'll sell her off and split the cash.
(Whad odds, it's just her way.)

Woh hoh, it's the goin' we likes,
Who cares if it works out right;
When we get there in the end,
We'll turn around and go again.

Mrs May she got one swear.
(What's she like, it's just her way.)
Mrs May she got one swear,
Blaspheme a lovely one-curse flare.
(Whad odds, it's just her way.)

The old church tower got ne'er a bell.
(What's it like, it's just its way.)
The old church tower got ne'er a bell,
It'll damn sure keep ya clear from hell.
(Whad odds, it's just its way.)

Woh hoh, it's the goin' we likes,
Who cares if it works out right;
When we get there in the end,
We'll turn around and go again.

####.... Victor Tilley of Fine Crowd ....####
Recorded by Fine Crowd (Sucker For Good Company, trk#5, 1998, Growler Music, St John's, NL).

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