Trade Jamboree

By Aneirin Menelaos


~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ We make hayyy fer Ferrell wi'-the-wind be-hi-und! ~
~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Th' pilot he looked out ahead ~
~ All hands on the cane and th' heavin’ of the lead ~
~ And th' old man roared f'r to wake the dead ~
~ So Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ We make hayyy fer Ferrell wi'-the-wind be-hi-und! ~
~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Oh, now we see th' winnin' light ~
~ Soon, me boys, we’ll heave in sight ~
~ An' drop our anchor by levena's light ~
~ So Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ We make hayyy fer Ferrell wi'-the-wind be-hi-und! ~
~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Now when we get to th' Eridanus dock ~
~ An' th' pretty young lass' come out in flocks ~
~ With short-legged drawers and long-tailed frocks ~
~ Ach! Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ We make hayyy fer Ferrell wi'-the-wind be-hi-und! ~
~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Wel,, then we’ll walk down limelight way ~
~ And all th' girls will spend our pay ~
~ We’ll not see more ’til another day ~
~ Come'n pull th' oars me son ~

~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ We make hayyy fer Ferrell wi'-the-wind be-hi-und! ~
~ Trade Jamboreeeee, Trade jamboree ~
~ Come'n pull th' oars me son ~