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Thread #47495 Message #1421824
Posted By: Abby Sale
26-Feb-05 - 06:30 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Three Old Whores from Winnipeg
Subject: Lyr Add: THREE WHORES FROM CANADA
Well, I could stretch it to make some sense. (The ol' spouse says I do that a lot.) If you're really close hauled and the ship's heeled over considerable, it might ship enough "brine" to cover the decks.
I find the following in Gordon's "Inferno." Not from California Collection, though.
(#)2432; 3; Leonard Nason, Paris, France, before 1/22/27;
Four lassies came from Canada,
Got drunk on cherry wine,
And all the conversation was,
Oh your cunt is smaller than mine!
"You're a liar," said the first one,
"For mine is the biggest by far,
A full rigged ship could sail right in
And never touch a spar."
"You're a liar!" said the second one,
"For mine is as big as the moon.
A man went in in January
And never come out until June."
"Oh feel o' my slimy belly,
Fondle my fat old can,
Rattle your nuts against my guts,
I belong to a cavalryman!"
"You're a liar!" said the third one,
"For mine is as big as the air,
The sun could set in the crack of my ass,
And never singe a hair."
"You're a liar! said the fourth one,
"For mine is the biggest of all,
I have the flowers twice a month
As big as Niagara Falls!"
"Oh feel o' my slimy belly,
Fondle my fat old can,
Battle your nuts against my guts,
I belong to an infantryman!"
"I heard the above with C. company of the Fifth infantry
in 1914, in camp near New Bedford. They had coma from Platts-
burg Barracks. I have since heard it among members of the
Thirtieth Infantry from the same garrison, and at Fort Ethan
Allen, the branch of the service changing in the chorus accord-
ing to the one the singer belonged to. Heard some drunks sing-
ing it at Connigis, France, near Chateau Thierry. They were
probably from the Thirtieth, although that regiments sector was
some distance to the left."
Leonard Nason
and
#2789; 8; Earl Teets, Buffalo, New York, 5/5/27;
THREE WHORES FROM CANADA
Three whores came down from Canada
And they were drinking wine
All their conversation was
Your cunt's no bigger than mine.
Up stood the first one
Said mines as big as the sea.
The ships sail in and the ships sail out
The rigging it hangs free.
Then up stood the second one
Said mine's as big as air
The suns goes sailing round and round
And never scratchin' a hair.
Up stood the third one
Said mine's as big as the moon
A man when up last August
And he never came back until June.
So jiggle my tits and boobies
Play with my hole below
Go to hell you son of bitch
For I am whore from Buffalo.
"Heard in a number of palaces, mostly sailors, the only
variations being the wine in the second line. Have heard it
sung cherry wine. Also the place in the last line. Have
heard any number of palaces, Buffalo, Cairo, anything that
rhymes with below."
"The first I heard it was in Cape Town, So. Africa, again
in Port Said sang by a woman." [Note from letter 2739.]
Earl Teets