Barnacle Bill The Sailor

(álbum: Breaking It Up! - 1958)

Who's that knocking at my door?
Who's that knocking at my door?
Who's that knocking at my door?
Cried the fair young maiden

It's only me from over the sea
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
I'm all dressed up like a Christmas tree
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
I'll sail the sea until I crock
I'll fight and swear and chew and smoke
But I can't swim a single stroke
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor

Are you young and handsome, sir? (Of course)
Are you young and handsome, sir? (Certainly)
Are you young and handsome, sir?
Cried the fair young maiden

I'm old and rough and mean and tough'
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
I never can get rough enough
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
Why, I can whip a dozen men
And my age must be a hundred and ten
And now I'm starting all over again
So let me in baby, open the door
I'm ain't gonna wait long

I'll come down and let you in (please do)
I'll come down and let you in (hurry, babe)
I'll come down and let you in
Cried the fair young maiden

Well, hurry before I bust in the door
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
I'll rear and tear and rant and roar
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor

You'll spin me yarns and tell me lies
I'll drink your coffee and eat your pies
You'll kiss my cheeks
I'll black your eyes

Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
Barnacle Bill, that Sailorman!