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Fiddler's Green

Shanghaied In Portsmouth

 

Shanghaied In Portsmouth


As I walked through the door of the Wellington pub
I noticed a lassie that was eyeing me up
She wasn't that pretty and she smelled like a dog
But her smile it was lovely and she poured me a grog

Another drink later and we started to dance
When she poured me a third one it was like a romance
But then I felt drowsy, must have been all that rum
I slipped into darkness and my senses went numb

When I woke again I found myself at sea
I was tied against a post, no longer free

I t-t-t-told you

Shanghaied in Portsmouth
High and dry under rainy skies
Shanghaied in Portsmouth
I never said good-bye
Shanghaied in Portsmouth
How did she get the best of me?
Shanghaied in Portsmouth
They must have spiked my tea

Well, they put me to work on this hideous brig
Had me scrubbing the deck and made me climb up the rig
The view from the topmast when I hoisted the sail
Showed me I was forsaken, there was no way to bail

At the end of the first day to the galley I went
The cook seemed familiar, what a curious gent!
With horror I noticed that he smelled like a dog
He just winked and then smiled as he poured me a grog

When I tried the rum it all came back to me
I was dragged out of the pub down to the quay

I t-t-t-told you

Shanghaied in Portsmouth
High and dry under rainy skies
Shanghaied in Portsmouth
I never said good-bye
Shanghaied in Portsmouth
How did she get the best of me?
Shanghaied in Portsmouth
They must have spiked my tea

And so he lost his soul to the sea
Damned to pull ropes till his dying day
Three sheets to the wind from dusk till dawn
And he toiled in hell forever

Lalalala...

Shanghaied in Portsmouth
Shanghaied in Portsmouth

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