Oh the pilot he looks out ahead With the hands on the cane heavin of the lead And the old man roars to wake the dead A-come and get your oats my son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my son
And now we pass the Lizard lights And the Start, me boys, will heave in sight Soon we're abreast of the Isle of Wight A-come and get your oats my son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my son
And now when we get to the black wall dock Those pretty young girls come out in flocks With short-legged drawers and long-tailed frocks I come and get your oats me son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my son
And now the bar-ship is in sight We are picking on up to the old Rock Light Gonna get the ol' stick taped tonight A-come and get your oats my son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my son
Well, then we'll walk down limelight way And with all the girls will spend our pay We'll not see more 'til another day I come and get your oats me son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my son
And soon we'll see old Holyhead No more salt beef, no salt bread I catch my Jinny and it's off to bed A-come and get your oats my son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my son
Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree Oh ya long-tailed black mare comin' up behind Whup! Jamboree, Whup! Jamboree A-come and get your oats my sonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
