Top Songs By Peter Bellamy
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Peter Bellamy
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Peter Bellamy
Komponist:in
Kipling Rudyard
Texte
Lyrics
Sweet ladies of Plymouth, we're saying goodbye
(Roll down)
We'll rock you and roll you again by-and-by
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
Now the anchor's aweigh and the sails are unfurled
(Roll down)
And we're bound for to take her halfway 'round the world
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
In the wide Bay of Biscay, the seas will run high
(Roll down)
And them poor sickly transports, they'll wish they could die
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
When the wild coast of Africa, it do appear
(Roll down)
Them poor nervous transports, they'll tremble with fear
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
When the Cape of Good Hope, it is rounded at last
(Roll down)
Them poor lonesome transports, they'll long for the past
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
When the great southern whales on our quarter do spout
(Roll down)
The poor simple transports, they'll goggle and shout
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
And when we arrive off Australia's strand
(Roll down)
The poor weary transports, they'll long for the land
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
And when we set sail for old England's shore
(Roll down)
The poor stranded transports, we'll see them no more
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
Then, sweet ladies of Plymouth, we'll pay all your rent
(Roll down)
And go roving no more till our money's all spent
(Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down)
And we will roll down
Walk her round, me brave boys, and roll down
Written by: Kipling Rudyard, Peter Bellamy