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The Good Ship Calibar Lyrics courtesy of www.sailorsongs.com It’s only forty verses and I won’t detain you long It’s all about the adventures of this old Lisbon tar Who sailed as man before the mast on the good ship Calibar
Her helm it stuck out far behind and her wheel was a great big shaft With half a gale to fill her sail she do one knot per hour She’s the fastest barge on the Lagan canal and she’s only one horsepower
His eyes were black, his nose was broke and his hair was a Prussian blue He wore a leather medal that he’d won in the Crimea War And the captain’s wife was the passenger’s cook on the good ship Calibar
Would you like to be a sailor and sail the seven seas Would you like to be a sailor and on foreign seas to roll For we’re on the way to Portadown with half a ton of coal Whilst passing under the old Queen Bridge we heard the Albert Chime Whilst going along by the gasworks straight a very dangerous part We ran aground on a lump of coal that wasn’t marked down on the chart
The bosun slipped on an orange peel fell into the hold below Put on more speed the captain cried for we are sorely pressed The engineer from the bank replied the horse is doing his best
There was an old farmer standing there And he threw us the end of his gallooses and he pulled us all ashore It’s no more I’ll be a sailor and sail the raging main And the next time I go to Portadown, I’ll go by the bloody train
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