Then there's The Bolton Apprentice. Pretty much the same tune 1 Oh when I was apprenticed in Bolton Town at fourteen years of age, oh I never thought I would sail the seas till they paid me a living wage. Chorus So fare thee well my Princes Dock, and when I return united we will be. It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me but my darling when I think of thee. 2 Now the very first voyage that I ever sailed was to California’s Golden Gate, And then I seemed to bid the world farewell as in Bolton Town I had to wait. 3 The work it was hard, the hours were long, as you’re cruising round the Forties again, and there was I still thinking of you when we were becalmed by Spain. 4 Now one of these days I’m going to pack up my bags and I’ll never go to sea no more; I’ll leave the dock by the Gladstone Gate and soon you’ll hear me knocking at your door.
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