65th Regiment Song Book
Blow the Man Down
As I was a walking down Paradise
To me, weigh, hey, blow the man down.
A pretty young maiden I happened to see,
Oh, give me some time to blow the man down.
Blow the man down, bully boys,
Blow the man down, to me,
Weigh, hey, blow the man down.
Blow him right back to Liverpool town.
Give me some time to blow the man down.
The lines they were blocked, and
the rigging was jammed
The captain he said "Let the weather be damned"
I said to this pretty girl,
"How do you do?"
She said "None the better for meeting with you"
So all you young sailors, take
warning from me
And dont mess around with the pretty Colleens
And if you are stranded, no ship
to call home
Just spend your last farthing and drink to your ruin
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