Blood Red Roses

Our boots and clothes are all in pawn.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
And its mighty drafty 'round Cape Horn.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

You've had your advance and to sea you must go.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Chasin' whales through the frost and snow.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

Around Cape Horn we all must go.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
For that is where them whale fish blow.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

My poor old mother she wrote to me:
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
My darlin' son come home from sea.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

It's round Cape Stiff through frost and snow.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Then up the coast to Valipo.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

Them Valipo gals I do admire.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
They set your riggin' all afire.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

Heave and haul to break your backs.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Heave and make your spare ribs crack.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

Its one more pull and that will do.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
We're the boys to kick her through.
Go down, you blood red roses, go down.
Oh, you pinks and posies. Go down...

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