Mally Oh, hinny, Geordy, cnny man, Thou kens aw likes thou darly! For thee aw turned off baggy Crooks, An' used Tim Targit queerly; Billy Benson coax'd me sair to wed, Buit man, aw cuddent spurn thee! O, hinny, canst thou think o' this, An' gan te Callerforney? O, Callerforney! fuilish Callerforney! Like honey bloobs my heart 'll burst, If thou gans te Callerforney.
Geordy Hoots, Mally, haud yor whinjin gob, Maw mind's myed up for sartin; Maw peeks an' spyeds is I' my kist- The morn aw's sure be startin', Aw'll seun be hykin on the sea, An' fleein' roond Cape Horney; Aw kens the seam to hew for goold, When aw gets te Callerforney. Oh, Callerforney, bonny Callerforney, The vary clairts upon the street Is goold in Callerforney.
Mally Thou's mevies rue, maw collier lad, When in the waves thou's sprawlin, When crocidiles and unicorns Is at thaw hoggers haulin. Thous's not hae luck like Joney, man, In some whale's guts to turn thee; Thou'll lang to be wi' me at hyem, An' far frae Callerforney. Oh, Callerforney, shem on Callerforney! Bob Stackers sweers thor's nowt but fules Wad gan te Callerforney.
Geordy Thou's rang aw tell thee, Mally lass, Just read the papers, hinny, The place is verra like the mint, Another Coast o' Guinea! Tho' mind thee, yence aw heer'd it tell'd The cannibals wad burn ye, An' make goold ointment o' yor byens, When ye get te Callerforney. Oh, Callerforney, whei noo, Callerforney, Hoots, Mally aw can thresh them a', Aw'll conquer Callerforney!
Mally Consither, Geordy, aw's thee wife, Aw divent gan contrary, If thou mun gan, thou's tyek the lass Thou ca's thaw bonny Mary! But weel aw kens afore thou gans, Thou's trim'lin at the journey; Sea sarpints tee may cowp the boat, Then where's thaw Callerforney> Oh, Callerforney, tice'n Callerforney! Aw wish that folks was not se poor, To want thee, Callerforney!
Geordy Cheer up, maw duck! thou'll gan wi'me, Aw niver heeds the danger! Poor collier lads works hard for nowt, An' still to deeth's ne stranger. Like Whittin'ton aw heers the bells That says, "Come on yor journey!" Goold's better far than howkin' coals- Oh dear, this Callerforney! Oh, Callerforney, we're comin' Callerforney, Farewell to splint, choke damp, an' blast! Huzza! for Callerforney.