Me bully boys of Liverpool
When you sail in a package ship
But have a big monkey jacket
For there blows some cold
Nor 'westers on the banks
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her
And we'll think of them cold
Nor 'westers on the banks
There was Jack Lynch from Ballina Hinch,
Mike Murphy an d some more
I tell you, well, they suffered like hell
They'd pawned their gear in Liverpool,
and they sailed as they did stand
Nor 'westers on the banks
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her
And we'll think of them cold
Nor 'westers on the banks
we're bound for America's shore
and heave to beat the band
For there blows some cold
Nor 'westers on the banks
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her
And we'll finger them cold
Nor 'westers on the banks
So now it's reef and reef, me boys,
with the canvas frozen hard
And it's mountain pass every
on a 90 -foot topsoil yad
but holler you'll be damned
Nor 'wester's on the banks
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her
and we'll think of them cold
And now we're off the hook, me boys,
and the land's all white with snow
But soon we'll see the pay table
them pretty girls will stand
Saying it's snugger with me
on the banks of Newfoundland
So we'll scrape her and we'll scrub her
For while we're here we can be there
On the banks of Newfoundland