All the sailors they're all home from leave

And everybody's waiting for them to try to deceive

The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare

And all the women and the wee young girls all waiting there

Ooooh, but how the ladies pay

Oh, if they only knew how the ladies pay

Yeah, now, now, the ladies pay

Oh, when the men, they've gone away



Nobody is standing on upon the door

And nobody is feeding any of the poor

The poor, sick soldier lies in bed beside his girl

Thinking of another place on the other side of the world

Ah, how the ladies pay

Oh, oh, how the ladies pay

When the men, they've gone away

Oh, I wish, I knew how the ladies pay

Day and night, night and day

How the ladies pay

Day and night, night and day, night and day

Ladies pay, now ...