as led by Barry Finn on Fathom This © 2007
Barry Finn and Neil Downey

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

From Liverpool Bay we are sailin' away,
Oh roll!
From Liverpool Bay we are sailin' away,
Oh roll!
We are sailin' away from Liverpool Bay
To the flash gals o' Chile who'll take all our pay –

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

A lashin' of liquor the old man gives us,
Oh roll!
A lashin' of liquor the old man gives us,
Oh roll!
If he keeps it up we'll bust a gut
An' drive this ship through hell if we must –

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

When the orders come round for to shorten more sail,
Oh roll!
When the orders come round for to shorten more sail,
Oh roll!
We'll call for more ale in a full blown gale
Or up aloft you'll not see our tails –

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

For two weary weeks we beat round the Horn,
Oh roll!
For two weary weeks we beat round the Horn,
Oh roll!
To push us on till the break of dawn
Salt spray we drank from night until morn –

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

Oh, Pedro the Crimp, boys, we know him of old,
Oh roll!
Oh, Pedro the Crimp, boys, we know him of old,
Oh roll!
He's primin' his vino; he's dopin' his beer;
To the Chinchas he'll ship us if we don't steer clear,

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

Them flash gals of Chile, they're so hard to beat,
Oh roll!
Them flash gals of Chile, they're so hard to beat,
Oh roll!
They'll greet us an' love us an' treat us to wine
But the bastards are robbin' us most of our time –

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!

When the orders come round for to sail away home,
Oh roll!
When the orders come round for to sail away home,
Oh roll!
From some old seaport town on the west coast of hell
We'll sing adios an' say fare-thee-well!

Oh roll! Rock 'er bars!
Heave 'er high-oh! Rock 'er roll!