And it's all for me grog
Me jolly jolly grog
It's all for my beer and tobacco! For I've spent all me tin
With the lasses drinking gin
Far across the western ocean I must wander
Where are me boots
Me army army boots
They're all gone for beer and tobacco
And the uppers are worn out
And the soles are kicked about
And the heels are looking down for better weather!
Where is my shirt
Me nogging nogging shirt
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
And the collar is all worn
And the front it is all torn
And the sleeves are looking out for better weather!
Oh I'm sick in the head
I haven't been to bed
Since I came ashore with me plunder
I've seen centipedes and snakes
And I'm full with pain and aches
And I think I make a "pfft" for way out yonder!