The Dubliners
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When first I landed in Liverpool, I went upon a spree
Me money alas I spent it fast, got drunk as drunk could be
And when that me money was all gone, 'twas then I wanted more
But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more
Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more
But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more
I spent the night with Angeline too drunk to roll in bed
Me watch was new and me money too, in the morning with them she'd fled
And as I walked the streets about, the whores they all did roar
There goes Jack Spratt, the poor sailor lad, he must go to sea once more
Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more
There goes Jack Spratt, the poor sailor lad, he must go to sea once more
And as I walked the streets about, I met with the Rapper Brown
I asked him for to take me on and he looked at me with a frown
He said last time you was paid off with me you caught no score
But I'll give you a chance and I'll take your advance
And I'll send you to sea once more
Once more, boys, once more, send you to sea once more
I'll give you a chance and I'll take your advance
And I'll send you to sea once more
He shipped me on board of a whaling ship bound for the Arctic seas
Where the cold winds blow through the frost and snow
And Jamaica rum would freeze
But worse to bear, I'd no hard weather gear
For I'd spent all me money on shore
'Twas then that I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more
No more, boys, no more, go to sea no more
'Twas then that I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more
So come all you bold seafaring men who'll listen to me song
When you come off them long trips I'll have you not go wrong
Take my advice, drink no strong drink, don't go sleeping with them whores
Get married instead and spend all night in bed and go to sea no more
No more, boys, no more, go to sea no more
Get married instead and spend all night in bed and go to sea no more
Go to Sea No More was written by Traditional.
Go to Sea No More was produced by Thomas Kilpatrick.