This is the version that I learned.

The pilot stands and he looks ahead,
And a crewman swings the sounding lead,
We'll soon be off the old Pier Head,
So, Jenny get your oatcakes done!

Whip jamboree, whip jamboree,
With a pig-tailed sailor, hanging down behind,
Whip jamboree, whip jamboree,
Oh Jenny get your oatcakes done!

(Some people sing 'Go and get your oats, old son!')

And now we have reached Cape Clear,
To Holyhead now we must steer,
So roll your hammocks and stow your gear,
And, Jenny get your oat cakes done!

Chorus

Now we we have quit Holyhead,
No more salt beef or weevil bread,
A heading for the Great Orme head,
And, Jenny get your oat cakes done!

Chorus

When we've cleared the Great Orme,
No more tossing in the storm,
To Point of Ayr now we must come,
And, Jenny get your oat cakes done!

Chorus

Oh, Point of Ayr is on in our right,
Mockbeggar Bank will be in sight,
We'll be in Liverpool town tonight,
So, Jenny get your oatcakes done!

Chorus

And now we've reached the old Pier Head,
And Canning basin is dead ahead,
And hungry bellies will be fed,
For Jenny's got her oatcakes done!

Chorus