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Hear is a time to use your head (if you still got one) to be creative. Try to think up some new verses to the song "The Drunken Sailor." "The Drunken Sailor" is fo'c'sle song. In other words it is a song sang when there is nothing to do and the crew of the ship is board.

What shall we do with the drunken sailor,

What shall we do with the drunken sailor,

What shall we do with the drunken sailor, earlye in the morning.

(What ever the verse that you create is)

ex, Shave his belly with a rusty razor

Shave his belly with a rusty razor,

Shave his belly with a rusty razor, earlye in the morning.

Way, way up she rises,

Way, way up she rises,

Way, way up she rises, earlye in the morning.

Wile you sit and ponder I will happily provide the drinks.

I love being on leave.

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Hmmm...

How about these:

Make him clean up after the sick ship's surgeon...

Stab him with a spoon, because you know it'll hurt more...

Call the fab five to give him a complete makeover...

Tattoo him with a picture of the cast of "Fraiser"...

Use his tongue to swab termites from the figurehead...

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Amoung other verses, some my group uses are these...

Put a monkey down his breeches,

Put a monkey down his breeches,

Put a monkey down his breeches,

Earl-y in the morning.

Way, hey up she rises,

Way, hey up she rises,

Way, hey up she rises, earl-y in the morning.

Steal his stuff when he's not looking,

steal his stuff when he's not looking,

steal his stuff when he's not looking,

earl-y in the morning!

Way, hey up she rises,

Way, hey up she rises,

Way, hey up she rises, earl-y in the morning.

Hang his undies from the yard arm,

hang his undies from the yard arm,

hang his undies from the yard arm,

earl-y in the morning.

Way, hey up she rises,

Way, hey up she rises,

Way, hey up she rises, earl-y in the morning.

Shave his legs and call him Julie,

Shave his legs and call him Julie,

Shave his legs and call him Julie,

Earl-y in the morning.

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The verses I was always partial to were:

Hit 'im in the face with a nasty salmon

Put 'im in bed with the Captain's daughter

You've never seen the Captain's daughter

There she is," friggin'" in the riggin'.

The last one was always requested by the Navy guys.

Trapper

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I have a feeling about what most people's definition of a captains daughter is. But it is not that, a captains daughter is a whip like the cat-O'-nine-tails. To "Put him in bed with the captain's daughter" means simply flog him. As for it being a capstan song that may be so, it has the right rhythm.

I love being on leave.

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http://www.geocities.com/Yosemite/Trails/2...2625/song1.html

There are no limits to the human imagination. :P

How about a Guiness world record for longest continuous performance, without repeated verses, of the Drunken Sailor? I have witnessed 45 minutes ... any verified greater times?

Cheers,

CT Ben

With enough thought we could make a new record.

give him command of an empty barrel.

drop him off with the nearest trawler.

I love being on leave.

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here are some more I found online

Put him in a long-boat till he's sober

Keep him there and make 'im bale 'er.

Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.

Tie him to the tasffrail when she's yard-arm under.

Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him

Take 'im and shake 'im and try an' wake 'im

Give 'im a dose of salt and water.

Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.

Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.

Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts a flipper.

Put him in the guard room till he gets sober.

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Some of my favorite I must credit to either the Corsairs or the Jolly Rogers (can't remember which CD it's on). They came a few verses after the Captain's Daughter verses.

Give 'im the hair of the dog what bit him*

Give 'im the hair of the dog what bit him

Give 'im the hair of the dog what bit him

Early in the mornin'

But have you seen the dog what bit him?

Have you seen the dog what bit him?

...Better lookin' than the Captain's daughter

Early in the mornin'

*Of interesting note, I found out that an early remedy for animal bites was to bandage some of that animal's hair on the wound. Apparently this was supposed to help prevent infection.

She was bigger and faster when under full sail

With a gale on the beam and the seas o'er the rail

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Other verses I've heard and enjoy:

Make him scrub the deck with the Captain's toothbrush

Make him walk barefoot on broken glass

Poke his eye out with a red-hot (or rusty) cutlass

Put him in a dress and call him Sally

Put him in the bilge and make him drink it

Take him to a pub and get him drunker

Make him pay the crew's tab with his wages

Coastie :ph34r:

She was bigger and faster when under full sail

With a gale on the beam and the seas o'er the rail

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Hmm... here's one me merry marauders came up with one cold, wet morning while we were singing and waiting for helos to pick us up (Marines singing Navy songs? We're a bunch o' pirates, we are)...

"Toss 'im on the beach with the Ma-rines..."

Touche'

Ship's Marksman & Crab Fiend

Pyrates of the Coast

"All the skill in the world goes out the window if an angel pisses in the flintlock of your musket."

"Florida points like a guiding thumb, To the southern isles of rumba and rum, To the mystery cities and haunted seas, Of the Spanish Main and the Caribbees..."

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I thought Drunken Sailor had a lot of verses...

"Yo Ho, all together

hoist the colours high

Heave Ho, theives and beggers

Never shall we die..."

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"I don't care who ye say you are lad, if ye say 'savvy' one more time, I'll bury this cutlass in that thick skull

of yers!"

-Captain John Young - PILF

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Get a jar o' mustard and make him eat it

Get a jar o' mustard and make him eat it

Get a jar o' mustard and make him eat it

'Till he comes back 'round

Tell him, no more brownies 'till he's sober

Tell him, no more brownies 'till he's sober

Tell him, no more brownies 'till he's sober

And drop 'em overboard

Take him and drop him through the Stargate

Take him and drop him through the Stargate

Take him and drop him through the Stargate

Pretend you didn't know

Tie him to the plank and let him dangle

Tie him to the plank and let him dangle

Tie him to the plank and let him dangle

Let him watch the sharks

How be these, mates? Do I get the job? :lol:

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QUOTE (Ida Dunnitt @ Jan 23 2004, 10:51 PM)

Hmmm...

Tattoo him with a picture of the cast of "Fraiser"...

Where did THAT come from? 'S genius. 'M so gunna threaten me brother with that. :rolleyes:

"Oh, never, never, never again,

If I live to be a hundred or a hundred and ten.

I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up

After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up."

~"Johnny Jump Up" -Gaelic Storm

"This is one race of people for whom psychoanalysis is of no use whatsoever."

-Sigmund Freud (on the Irish)

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Dress him up in pink pyjamas

Give him brown water and tell him it's rum

Steal his pants and hoist them up the main mast

Sing a song about him for half an hour

Bash him on the head with a ten-pound mallet

Slap him round the face with a slimy mullet

Use him for bait when you're fishing for shark

Flick him on the forehead and call him a loser

That's all I can think of right now. But it could just go on and on couldn't it?

this is a fun game!

:ph34r:

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tie him up, and drink his rum

slap him with a codfish and call him stinky (no offense, Stynky!)

put him on tv and call him Scupper

watch him draw and call him Nigel

give him a cool ship an' call him Cap'n Gary

hang him from the gallows, call him Hawkyns

drop her in a chopper and call her Ryann

give him flowers and kitties and call him Sjor, er, Sjoder, er Sea Rover!

paint her pink and call her Paisly

toss her in the hot tub an' call her Merry

give him a Guinness and call him Conner

watch her write stories an' call her Quill (poison type...)

Wow!! This could go on and on and... :lol:

Touche'

Ship's Marksman & Crab Fiend

Pyrates of the Coast

"All the skill in the world goes out the window if an angel pisses in the flintlock of your musket."

"Florida points like a guiding thumb, To the southern isles of rumba and rum, To the mystery cities and haunted seas, Of the Spanish Main and the Caribbees..."

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After the Exxon Valdez ran aground the new verse was: Make him captain of an Exxon tanker :lol:

Together we shall sail the sea, best friends we'll always be. But, if we should ever disagree, the hell with you, and hurray for me.

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:lol::lol:

After the Exxon Valdez ran aground the new verse was: Make him captain of an Exxon tanker

How very, very fitting...!

Touche'

Ship's Marksman & Crab Fiend

Pyrates of the Coast

"All the skill in the world goes out the window if an angel pisses in the flintlock of your musket."

"Florida points like a guiding thumb, To the southern isles of rumba and rum, To the mystery cities and haunted seas, Of the Spanish Main and the Caribbees..."

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Iff'n ye would indulge me a wee bit...

Postin' threads on the Pyrate Forum,

Show one and all yer lack of decorum,

If ya don't amaze, you'll surely bore 'em

Postin on the Forum.

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

My post weren't so awful.

Been accused of flamin' members,

Weren't me, as I remembers,

Least-ways since the past Novembers

Postin on the Forum.

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

My post weren't so awful.

Wa-ay down I'm sinkin',

With these thoughts I'm thinkin'

My posts are a-stinkin'

Postin on the Forum.

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

My post weren't so awful.

Ladies here are oh so pretty

Better than in New York City

These gals make them all look terrible

Thought you'd catch me there, huh?

Manly men are here in numbers

While I post, they pro'lly slumbers

Or they're watchin' "Dumb and Dumbers"

Postin on the forum.

Hey, Mod, I'm a Pyrate

Now don't get so irate

Grab a shovel and just pile it

Postin' on the Forum.

...Qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum...

~ Vegetius

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A few verses from the Bilge Pumps... My favorite singing pirates B)

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Put a little lobster in his breeches,

Put a little lobster in his breeches,

Put a little lobster in his breeches,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Turn him over and we'll hide our treasure map,

Turn him over and we'll hide our treasure map,

Turn him over and we'll hide our treasure map,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Shave his back and we'll knit a sweater,

Shave his back and we'll knit a sweater,

Shave his back and we'll knit a sweater,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Slam his pizzle in a rusted porthole,

Slam his pizzle in a rusted porthole,

Slam his pizzle in a rusted porthole,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Then send him off to pee in the poison ivy,

Then send him off to pee in the poison ivy,

Then send him off to pee in the poison ivy,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Way hay, and up she rises,

Wait, HEY, Help me scratch this!

Earl-eye in the mornin'

What'll he do when he gets ashore

He'll run like hell to the nearest whorehouse

What'll he do when he gets to the whorehouse

Way-hay, up he rises

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And a couple of me own verses: :)

Send 'im in the powder room with a lit match,

Send 'im in the powder room with a lit match,

Send 'im in the powder room with a lit match,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Body parts o' diff'rent sizes,

Blown to hell, and there he fries's,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Put 'im in a dress and stand 'im on the corner,

Put 'im in a dress and stand 'im on the corner,

Put 'im in a dress and stand 'im on the corner,

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way hay, and up she rises,

Diff'rent things for Diff'rent prices,

20 bucks and he'll make ye rises

He Love you long time!

And that's what ye do with a drunken sailor... in the mornin'...

hmm.... can't figure out which would be worse... hehe

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Iff'n ye would indulge me a wee bit...

Postin' threads on the Pyrate Forum,

Show one and all yer lack of decorum,

If ya don't amaze, you'll surely bore 'em

Postin on the Forum.

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

My post weren't so awful.

Been accused of flamin' members,

Weren't me, as I remembers,

Least-ways since the past Novembers

Postin on the Forum.

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

My post weren't so awful.

Wa-ay down I'm sinkin',

With these thoughts I'm thinkin'

My posts are a-stinkin'

Postin on the Forum.

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

Hey, Mod, don't delete me

My post weren't so awful.

Ladies here are oh so pretty

Better than in New York City

These gals make them all look terrible

Thought you'd catch me there, huh?

Manly men are here in numbers

While I post, they pro'lly slumbers

Or they're watchin' "Dumb and Dumbers"

Postin on the forum.

Hey, Mod, I'm a Pyrate

Now don't get so irate

Grab a shovel and just pile it

Postin' on the Forum.

ahhh thats really cool, quite creative

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me, so throw me down and tie me up and show me that you like me"

"Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult."

"...but there is no rose without a thorn no pleasure that is not paid for without the prick of pain."

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Okay, these be a little rubbish, because I'm not really awake yet, but hey

throw 'im in the sea and train a broadside on him

Send him to the bilges and make him pump solo

Throw him in the hot tub without Merry's say so

Maroon him on a feminist island

Maroon him on a feminist island

Maroon him on a feminist island

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Way-hay and up she rises

Poor old fellow don't like suprises

Learn that fool to share his vices

Earl-eye in the mornin'

Because the world does revolve around me, and the universe is geocentric....

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Well I came up with one new round this past weekend while at the Hamptons Blackbeard Festival. While partying away around the encampment fire late Sat. evening one of our local suttlers passed out drunk around the fire. After wrapping him in some avalable canvas we got behind him and sung my new lyrics:

What shall we do with the drunken suttler,

What shall we do with the drunken suttler,

What shall we do with the drunken suttler, earlye in the morning.

Stick him in a chair and rob his tent blind,

Stick him in a chair and rob his tent blind,

Stick him in a chair and rob his tent blind, earlye in the morning.

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