Liverpool John Phil and June Colclough
When Liverpool John was just sixteen he went away to sea
Working as a deckhand for the Brocklebank company.
He saw the sights of India from a bar room in Bombay, On the morning after wished he'd never went away.

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And he tries to settle down,he tries to stay on shore;
But every time he gets itchy feet and he's off to sea once more.
He met a girl from Scotty Road, he tried to settle down,
Working for her father on a window-cleaning round.
Adverts in the paper caught his eye one day,
And he sailed on a coaster bound for Liverpool next day.

He jumped ship in Boston, there he learned to sing.
In a travelling rock and roll show which lasted till the spring.
Playing by the Hudson he felt the salt winds blow,
And signed as a bosun for the Gulf of Mexico.

He nearly froze to death one night in winter 'sixty-three.
Heading home from Rotterdam he swore he'd leave the sea.
Working on the night shift, spending days in bed, Longed to see the sun again, so he sailed from Birkenhead.