Oh, we're homeward bound to Liverpool town, Goodbye fare the well, goodbye fare the well, Well them Liverpool judies they are welcome down, Hurrah, me boys, we're homeward bound!
Them gals there on Lime Street we soon hope to meet, And soon we'll be a-rolling both sides of the street.
We'll meet those fly girls and we'll ring the old bell, With them judies we'll meet there we'll raise bloody hell.
Then I'll tell me old women when I gets back home, The gals there on Lime Street won't leave me alone.
We're homeward bound, to the gals of the town, So stamp up, me bullies, and heave it around.
Oh, we're homeward bound, we'll have yiz to know, And over the water to Liverpool we'll go.