THE OLD MOKE PICKIN' ON THE BANJO
[From 'Shanties of the Seven Seas', edited & collected by Stan Hugill]

He bang, she bang, daddy shot a bear
Shot it in the stern, me boys, an' never turned a hair
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo

Chorus:
Hooraw! What the hell's the row?
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Ooch! The old moke pickin' on the banjo

Pat, get back, take in yer slack, heave away, me boys
Heave away, me bully boys, why don't you make some noise
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo

Roll her, boys, bowl her, boys, give 'er flamin' gip
Drag the anchor off the mud an' let the bastard rip
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo

Rock-a-block, chock-a-block, heave the capstan round
Fish the flamin' anchor up, for we are outward bound
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo

Out chocks, two blocks, heave away or bust
Bend yer backs, me bully boys, kick up some flamin' dust
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo

Whiskey-o, Johnny-o, the mudhook is in sight
'Tis a hell of a way to the gals that wait an' the ol' Nantucket Light
We're all from the railroad, to-ra-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo
^^^