Both Brother, Loosey, Wife,
giving me sympathy for her.
She told me she heard about it
She tell me she was so shocked
Oh, me boy, I know how you must
I didn't give a damn about the boat.
My reply was blunt, I quote,
Not really, she was an old wreck
She bottom was thoroughly smashed up
She body was muck up and scratched up
She wasn't good for anything
She uses to make more water
It's a great relief now she gone
Well, by and by she began to cry
Shedding tears like if she in pain
I dried her eyes, but when she tried
To rebuke me I start again
Seven sailors did wrenchie from me
The fools and them tried to get inside her,
Not realizing that she couldn't
When she was returned to me
She just wasn't good again, naturally
Inside she was smelling a dead fish
But she didn't wash when she finished
So shame I couldn't tell her soul
The same night I tried to use she
She began to leak like crazy
Now it's all said and done
And the bloody nastyness gone
Last Saturday dawn in the bay
I didn't know really what's wrong
Boy she get so hot and I didn't know
what was to do just to cool she down
never a faithful proposition to me
She drained me pocket for
And brother all who come out to play
used to come and play with she
She gone but she leave me
Good riddance to the old witch
her figure was totally ugly,
her motions erratic and clumsy,
which was most embarrassing,
that is why I let me brother
me neighbor and dab she bottom with paint,
at this point the old lady fainted.