...and Doerflinger:

PADDY WEST

Oh, as I went a-walkin' down Radcliffe Highway,
I stepped into Paddy West's house.
He gave me a feed of 'Merican hash,
And he called it Eng-a-lish scouse,
Saying, "Cheer up, my hearty,
For you re just in toime,
Now it's put your name down on the list,
And quick-a-ly you will sign."

CHORUS
Put on your dungaree jackets,
And we'll give the boys a rest,
And we'll think of the cold nor'westers
That we had in Paddy West's!

Now, he asked me was I ever at sea,
I told him, "Three times round Cape Horn!"
"And be Jasus you are a sailor
From the hour that you was born."
(lines missing)

When I went down to Paddy West's house,
The wind began to blow.
Oh, he sent me up in the garret
The main royal for to stow.
When I got up in the garret,
No main royal could I find,
So I turned around to the window,
And furled the window blind.

Now, it's Paddy he piped all hands on deck,
Their stations for to man,
His wife stood in the kitchen,
With a buscket of water in her hand.
The wife let go of the bucket,
And the water it flew its way,
Saying, "Clew up your fore topgallants'l, boys,
She's taking in the sea."

Source: Songs of the Sailor and Lumberman, by William Main Doerflinger (Meyerbooks, 1990 - originally published in 1951), pages 113-114