Liberty for the Sailors



Lasses, call your lads ashore

Lasses, call your lads ashore

Lasses, call your lads ashore

There's liberty for the sailors

Liberty and money free,

Liberty and money free,

There's liberty and money free,

There's liberty for the sailors



The Bellman's called it round the town,

And far and near the news has flown

Each wife seeks out her last new gown

There's liberty for the sailors

Lasses, call your lads ashore

Lads ashore, lads ahore

Lasses, call your lads ashore

There's liberty for the sailors

Our bairns shall all be dressed so nice

Our griddle cakes be black with spice

With a pound of butter for every slice

All for to please the sailors

Our empty bottles we will fill

To cheer each passing hour until

The time is up, with right good will

Liberty for the sailors.



Rare fun down Mauldon's lane there'll be

And many a lark down Lishman's Quay

Tommy Hayes is sure to get on the spree

When there's liberty for the sailors.

There'll be a battle as sure as your life

'Twixt Mally the Pant and the black-pudding wife

And Billy Reppeth'll come in at the end of the strife,

Hoo! Liberty for the sailors.



Dressed in his jacket of matchless blue

With silver buckles and trousers new

With a heart that beats for his country true,

Liberty for the sailors.

Up to the Wooden Bridge and back,

To the Low Light shore down in a crack

Rambling, swaggering, away goes Jack

When there's liberty for the sailors.



Now every lass will get her lad

And every bairn will see his dad

And many a mother's heart be glad

With liberty for the sailors,

And many a widow's heart rejoice

To see the face and hear the voice

So like to his, her heart's dear choice

Liberty for the sailors!

Note: 1'st verse may be used as chorus

From: Songsa of Northern England, Stokoe

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