Now there's a good ship HMS Cockrobin On her home trip Up and down she's bobbin' Though the crew's pretty tough The sea is so rough The're all fed up and say That they've had more than enough She's got a father he's an able seaman And they call him red haired Tom I wire to say I'll meet you And with your friends I'll treat you So who do you think I've had a message from 47 Ginger headed sailors Coming home across the briny sea When the anchor's weighed and the journey's made Yes they'll start the party with a hey ho my hearty
47 Ginger headed sailors You can bet you're going to hear them when they hail us An old maid down in Devon Says her idea of heaven Is 47 ginger headed sailors.