I got this text from a Peter Bellamy Lp entitled Fair England's Shore recorded I think in 1974.


DOGGER BANK

Sailing o'er the Dogger Bank wasn't it a treat.
The wind a blowing E.N.E. we had to give her sheet.
Ye should ha seen us rally the wind a blowing free
A passage from the Dogger Bank to great Grimsby.

So watch yer twinker she's a proper ju bi ju
Give her her sheets and let her rip we're the boys to see her through.
Ye should ha seen us rally the wind a blowing free
A passage from the Dogger Bank to great Grimsby.

Now our captain he's a son of a gun he loves a drop of good ale.
The first mate he's a rogue to respect, he's been seen in many's a jail,
The third hand he's a bush ranger he comes from the African isle
And take a look at the poor ould cook it makes the bugger wild

So watch yer twinker she's a proper ju bi ju
Give her her sheets and let her rip we're the boys to see her through.
Ye should ha seen us rally the wind a blowing free
A passage from the Dogger Bank to great Grimsby.

We're the boys to make the noise when we come home from sea,
We get right drunk, we roll on the floor, we have a jubilee.
We get right drunk and full of beer re roll all over the floor,
And when the money is all spent we'll go to sea for more.

So watch yer twinker she's a proper ju bi ju
Give her her sheets and let her rip we're the boys to see her through.
Ye should ha seen us rally the wind a blowing free
A passage from the Dogger Bank to great Grimsby.

So watch yer twinker as down the street she came,
With high heeled shoes and painted toes 'cos Jenny is on the game.
She is one of them flash girls can't you cut the shine,
She can do a little shuffle on the knickerbockerline.

So watch yer twinker she's a proper ju bi ju
Give her her sheets and let her rip we're the boys to see her through.
Ye should ha seen us rally the wind a blowing free
A passage from the Dogger Bank to great Grimsby.