Lyr Req: The Ebenezer (chantey)

Subject: Lyr Req: the ebenezer
From: GUEST,brooko
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 05:40 AM

Does anyone out there have or know the lyrics to the Ebenezer as sung by three sheets to the wind on the album beware of the the press gang

Subject: Lyr Add: THE EBENEZER (chantey)
From: GUEST,AlanG at work
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 06:12 AM

There you go


THE EBENEZER

I shipped on board of the Ebenezer,
Every day 'twas scrub and grease her,
Holy stone her and scrape her down,
And if we growl they blow us down.

Get along boys, get along do,
Handy me boys, so handy.
Get along boys, get along do,
Handy me boys, so handy.

The old man was a drunken geezer,
He could not sail the Ebenezer.
Learned his trade on a Chinese junk,
Spent most time down in his bunk.

The first mate's name was Dickie Green, sir,
The cruelest brute that you've ever seen, sir,
Walking the deck with a bucko roll,
May the sharks have his body and the devil have his soul.

Boston Buck was the second greaser,
He used to ship in Lime juice ships sir,
The limey packets they got too hot,
He cursed them all and he jumped the lot.

We sailed away before a breezer,
Bound away for Valparaiser,
Round Cape Horn we lost her sticks,
The molly-hawks picked up the bits.

The Ebenezer was so old,
She knew Columbus as a boy,
It was pump her bullies night and day,
To help her get across Liverpool Bay

Alan

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the ebenezer
From: Gibb Sahib
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 06:50 AM

Hugill's text has a little extra 'bite' in the additional verses:

The Ebenezer

Subject: ADD Version: The Ebenezer
From: Bill D
Date: 19 Jan 12 - 02:56 PM

slight variations in various versions... as there always are. Scholars bicker.

THE EBENEZER

I shipped on board of the Ebenezer,
Every day 'twas scrub and grease her,
Holy stone her and Send us aloft to scrape her down,
And if we growl they blow us down.

Get along boys, get along do,
Handy me boys, so handy.
Get along boys, get along do,
Handy me boys, so handy.

The old man skipper was a drunken geezer,
He could not sail the Ebenezer.
Learned his trade on a Chinese junk,
Spent most time down in his bunk.

The first mate's name was Dickie Green, sir,
cruelest bruteDirtiest bugger you've ever seen, sir,
Walking the deck his poop with a bucko roll,
May the sharks have his body and the devil have his soul.

Boston Buck was the second greaser,
He used to shipsail in (the) Lime juice ships sir,
The limey packets they got so (or too) hot,
He cursed them all and he jumped the lot.

Wet hash was our only grub, sir-
For breakfast, dinner and for supper.
The bread was as tough as any brass-
The meat(or horse---meat doesn't require explanation) was as salt as Lot's wife's ass.

We sailed away before a breezer,
Bound away for Valparaiser,
Round Cape Horn we lost her sticks,
The molly-hawks picked up the bits.

The Ebenezer was so old,
She knew Columbus as a boy,
It was pump her bullies night and day,
To help her get across (or 'to') Liverpool Bay

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the ebenezer
From: GUEST,AlanG at work
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 06:08 AM

Yes, that's more or less how I remember it.

But we missed a verse:

The Bosun came from Tennessee, sir
He always wore a Blackball cheeser
He had a gal in every port
At least that's what his Missus thought

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the ebenezer
From: GUEST
Date: 20 Jan 12 - 10:24 AM

thanks Bill D and Alan G it was the verse about the bosun that i was struggling with.I thought it said blackball cheeser but i didnt know what it meant.so once again thanks a lot cheers Brooko