COME DOWN, YOU BUNCH OF ROSES, COME DOWN
(preserved by Nathaniel Silsbee)
(Doerflinger - Songs of the Sailor and the Lumberman - p 22)

Oh, yes, my lads, we'll roll a-lee,
[come down, you bunch of roses, come down]
We'll soon be far a-way from sea,
[come down, you bunch of roses, come down]

Oh, you pinks and poses,
Come down, you bunch of roses, come down
Oh, you pinks and poses,
Come down, you bunch of roses, come down

Oh, what do yer s'pose we had for supper?
Black-eyed beans and bread and butter.

Oh Poll's in the garden picking peas.
she's got fine hair way down to ker knewws.

I went downstairs and peeked throug a crack
And saw her staling a kiss from Jack.

I grabbed right hold of a piece of plank
and ran out quick and gave her a spank.