作曲:Traditional Composer
作词:Traditional Lyricist
Now ships may come and ships may go
As long as the sea does roll
He'd sailor lad like was his dad
He loves that flowing ball
A last assure he does adore one
That is plumping round
When your money is gone
It's the same old song
Get up jack john sit down
Come along come along my jolly brave tar
There's a lots of grog in the jar
We'll plow the briny ocean
With them jolly roving tars
Now when jack's ashore
He beats his way to some boarding house
He's welcomed in with rum and gin
Likewise with pork and sours
He'll spend and he'll spend and he'll never fend
Till he lies drunk on the ground
But when his money is gone
It's the same old song
Get up jack john sit down
Come along come along my jolly brave tar
There's a lots of grog in the jar
We'll plow the briny ocean
With them jolly roving tars
Come along come along my jolly brave tar
There's a lots of grog in the jar
Plow the briny ocean
With them jolly roving tars
Now when jack is old
And weather beat too old for to knock about
In some grog shop they'll let him stop
Till eight bells he's turned out
Then he'll sigh he'll sigh right up to the sky
Oh lord I'm homeward bound
Cause when your money is gone
It's the same old song
Get up jack john sit down
Come along come along my jolly brave tar
There's a lots of grog in the jar
We'll plow the briny ocean
With them jolly roving tars
Come along come along my jolly brave tar
There's a lots of grog in the jar
We'll plow the briny ocean
With them jolly roving tars