Haul Away For RosieWere you ever down on the Eastern Shore,It really is a treat, Oh! Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie, Oh.Where the Baltimore whores in their purple drawersCome runnin' out to greet you. Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie Way, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie, Oh.Oh, when I was a little boyMy mother often told me;That If I didn't kiss the girlsMy lips would all get mouldy.I sailed the seas for seven yearsNot knowin' what I was missin';Then I trimmed my sails before the galesAnd started in a-kissin'.Well, first I had an Irish gal,Her name was Kitty Brannigan;She stole me boots, she stole me clothesShe pinched me plate and pannikin.And then I got a German girlAnd she was fat and lazy,And then I got a New York girlShe damn near drove me crazy.And then I got a Frenchie girlShe took things free and aisy;But now I have an English girlAn' sure she is a daisy.So harken while I sing to youAbout my darlin' Nancy;She's copper-bottomed, clipper-builtAnd just my cut and fancy.Well, once in my life I married a wifeAnd Damn! but she was lazy;She never worked a day in her life,Which damn near drove me crazy.She stayed out all night, a Hell of a sight!And where do you think I found 'er?Behind the pump, the story goes,With forty men around 'er.You call yerself a second mate,An' cannot tie a bowline;You cannot even stand up straightWhen the packet she's a rollin'.Collected, I believe, by A. L. Lloyd; Recorded by Stu FrankVerses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort ofhash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse by (?) BobHitchcock.filename[ HAULROSYplay.exe HAULROSYRG===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===