I once knew a lusty lass
'abouts Liverpool she came,
'twas her bonny lil' ass
that gave her much fame.
Red touched her hair,
skin freckled high an' low,
her Viking skin so fair,
lad, if only ya could know!
To tell ye of her smile
or those ruby red lips,
laddy, prepare ye awhile,
sip a cider, r'gain ye whits!
Now lad you're a dandy
an' darn well shall know,
her lips smell of brandy
and laid many a beau.
Though her manners few,
yieldin' to every sailor's plea
'tween here an' Timbuktu,