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A-F G-O P-Z Christmas
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Lowlands Low Round
(Traditional)

Our packet is the Island Lass
Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low
There's a laddie howlin' at the main topmast

Our skipper comes from Barbados
He's got the name of Hammer Toes

He feeds us bread as hard as brass
Our junk's as salt as a bailer's ass

The monkey wears a sailor's clothes
Now, where he got 'em from, no one knows

It's up aloft that yard must go
Up aloft from down below

We'll haul 'em high and let 'em dry
We'll trice 'em up into the sky

Lowlands, me boys, and up she goes
Get changed, me boys, to your shore-going clothes



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