WHIP JAMBOREE
The Pilot he stands out ahead.
Handling the chain and hauling up the lead.
and the union jacks at our mast-head.
oh come and get your oats me son.
Whip Jamboree, Whip Jamboree
oh you pigtail sailors hanging on behind
Whip Jamboree, whip Jamboree
oh come and get your oats me son
And soon where near the lizard light.
Soon starts me boys well heave in sight.
We’ll soon be clear of the Isle of wight.
oh come and get your oats me son.
Whip Jamboree, whip Jamboree
oh you pigtail sailors hanging on behind
Whip Jamboree, whip Jamboree
oh come and get your oats me son .
And when we reach those black-wall docks.
Them pretty young girls will come down in flocks.
In there long tail drawers and there high tailed frocks.
oh come and get your oats me son.
Whip Jamboree, whip Jamboree.
oh you pigtail sailors hanging on behind
Whip Jamboree, whip Jamboree.