„Who´s that knocking at my door?“
„Who´s that knocking at my door?“
„Who´s that knocking at my door?“
Cried the fair your maiden.
„It´s only me from over the sea,“
Says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I´m hard to windward and hard to lee,“
Says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I´ve just arrived upon the shore,
And this is what I´m looking for:
A jade, a maid or even a whore,“
Says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„Are you young and handsome, sir?“
„Are you young and handsome, sir?“ [3x]
„Are you young and handsome, sir?“ [3x]
Cried the fair young maiden.
„I´m old and rough and dirty and tough,“
Says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I never can get drunk enough,“
Says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I drinks my whiskey when I can
Drinks it from and old tin can,
For whiskey is the life of man,“
Says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I´ll come down and let you in,“
„I´ll come down and let you in,“
„I´ll come down and let you in,“ [3x]
Cried the fair young maiden.
„Open the door and lie on the floor,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„´Cause whatta ya think I came here for,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I´ll spin you yarns and tell you lies,
I´ll drink your grog and eat your pies,
I´ll tear your dress and black your eyes,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„Oh, your whiskers scrape my cheeks,“
„Oh, your whiskers scrape my cheeks,“ [3x]
„Oh, your whiskers scrape my cheeks,“ [3x]
Cried the fair young maiden.
„I´m dirty and lousy and full of fleas,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I stick my mast in who I please,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„My flowing Whiskers give me class,
The Seahorses eat them instead of grass,
If they scrape your cheeks, they´ll tick your ass,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„Tell me that we´ll soon be wed!“
„Tell me that we´ll soon be wed!“
„Tell me that we´ll soon be wed!“
Cried the fair young maiden.
„You foolish girl, it´s nothing but sport,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„And handsome girls is what I court.“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„With my false heart and flattering tongue,
I fucks ´em all both old and young,
I fucks ´em all but marries none,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„When will I see you again?“
„When will I see you again?“
„When will I see you again?“
Cried the fair young maiden.
„Never no more, you fucking whore,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„For I´m a-sailing from the shore,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„I´m sailing away on another tack,
To give another fair maid a crack,
But keep it oiled ´til I get back,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„What´s that running down my leg?“
„What´s that running down my leg?“
„What´s that running down my leg?“
Cried the fair young maiden.
„It´s only a shot that missed your twat,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
„It´s only a shot that missed your twat,“
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
in: „What do you do with a drunken Sailor?“ von Douglas Morgan ()
Das Lied geht zurück auf den Shanty : Abraham Brown the Sailor. Dieser wiederum hat starke Bezüge zu dem Dialog zwischen der alten Schwiegermutter und der jungen Frau, die zurückgeht auf das 16. Jahrhundert. „Wo wollt ihr das Bett hernehmen? (Schwiegertochter Schwiegermutter)“