13 - Bold Riley
Words by TraditionalTune by Traditional
Our anchor’s aweigh and our sails are set,
Bold Riley-oh, bold Riley,
And the folks we’re leaving we’ll never forget,
Bold Riley-oh has gone away!
Goodbye my sweetheart, goodbye my darling,
Bold Riley-oh, bold Riley,
Goodbye my sweetheart, goodbye my dear heart,
Bold Riley-oh has gone away.
Wake up Mary Ellen, don’t look so glum,
On Whitestocking day, you’ll be drinking hot rum
And oh it’s raining all day long,
And the Northerly Gale, it blows so strong,
So we’re outward bound for the Bengal Bay,
Bend your backs me boys, it’s a hell of a way.