Onward Christian sailors, scrub and wash your clothes.
Where the dirties come from, Lord almighty knows.
I've got fourteen pieces, and one hammock to scrub,
but I cannot do them, someones got the tub.

Onward Christian sailors, where's there's life, there's hope,
How the devils can I do my dhobeying, someones pinched my soap.

I Was Only Sixteen when first I went sea
I was shipwrecked off the coast of France
and just by chance a woman in a boat grabbed
me by the coat and pulled me on the shore to
dry Then much to my distress she started to undress
a map of bonny Scotland tattoo'd upon
her chest And further down to my surprise I saw
the spot where Nelson lost his eye There was a
map of the Portugese tattoo'd upon her knees
Japan and Singapore upon her thighs I was
looking for Hong Kong when her old man came along so I let
the rest of the world go by

SAD SONG MATES Love (unrequitted)Yours, Aye. Dave