When first I went to Caledonia I got loading at Number Three And I got boarding at Donald Norman's He had a daughter could make good tea
And it was me and my brother Charlie The biggest shavers you e'er did see We're spearing eels in the month of April And starving slaves on Scataree
I went to Norman's for a pair of brochan A pound of soap and a cake of tea But Norman said that he would not give them Till fish got plenty on Scataree
So I went over to their big harbour Just on purpose for to see the spray I spied a maiden from Boulardrie over She seemed to me Iike the Queen of May
Now if I had pen from Pennsylvania And if I had paper of purest white And if I had ink of the rosy morning A true love note unto you I'd write
But I wish I was on the deepest ocean As far from land as once I could be A sailing over the deepest ocean Where woman's love would not trouble me
l'd lay my head to a cask of brandy And it's a dandy I do declare For when I'm drinking I'm seldom thinking How I can gain that young lady fair
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