The recording of Ye Mariners All/Oh Mariners All sung by Ray Driscoll: I can't get a word in the fourth stanza, and I'd like a check of the rest of my transcription. A thought to Malcolm Douglas, who so often helped me with songs. R

Oh mariners all, as you pass by
Come in and drink if you'd be dry
And always spend your money brisk
And put your gob to a jug of this

Oh mariners all with half a crown
You're welcome all, come in, sit down
Come, lads, spend your money brisk
And put your gobs to a jug of this

Oh tipplers all, as you pass by
Come in and drink and don't be shy
Come in and drink, think it not amiss
And put your gob to a jug of this

Oh all you lads with (…) to tell
Brave men we lost from shot and shell
But we'll raise a toast to the friends we miss
And put our gobs to a jug of this

Oh mariners all about to sail
Embark, betimes and do not fail
But one last treat we do insist
To put your gob to a jug of this