Lyrics
I thought I heard the old man say,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
You can go ashore and draw your pay,
And it's time for us to leave her
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
When the wind won't blow and the ship won't go
And it's time for us to leave her
You can make her mast and pack your gear
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
You can leave her moored to the *westy* pier
And it's time for us to leave her
The winds were foul, the work was hard,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
From Greenock Docks to Brooklyn Yard
And it's time for us to leave her
She would neither steer nor wear nor stay,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
She shipped it green both night and day,
And it's time for us to leave her
She shipped it green and she made us curse,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
The mate was a devil and the old man worse,
And it's time for us to leave her
The winds were foul, the ship was slow,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
The grub was bad, the wages low,
And it's time for us to leave her
The winds were foul, the trip was long,
Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
But before we go we'll sing this song
And it's time for us to leave her
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