A great big sea hove in Long Beach,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

A great big sea hove in Long Beach,

And Granny Snooks she lost her speech,

To me right fol didy fol dee.



A great big sea hove in the Harbour,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

A great big sea hove in the Harbour,

And hove right up to Keough's Parlour,

To me right fol didy fol dee.



Mother dear I wants a sack,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

Mother dear I wants a sack

With beads and buttons all down me back,

To me right fol didy fol dee.



Me boot is broke, me frock is tore,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

Me boot is broke, me frock is tore,

But Granny Snooks I do adore,

To me right fol didy fol dee.



Fish is gone and the flour is high,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

Fish is gone and the flour is high,

Granny Snooks she can't have I,

To me right fol didy fol dee.



She will have me in the fall,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

If she don't I'll hoist my sail

Hove right up to old Cannaille,

To me right fol didy fol dee.



A great big sea hove in Long Beach,

Whack fol-or-al ta-dee di-dle, I do.

A great big sea hove in Long Beach,

And Granny Snooks she lost her speech,

To me right fol didy fol dee.




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