Until you've had your whack, boys;
We'll think no more or angry seas,
Until that we go back, boys.
Chorus.--With a whip, snip, high cum diddledy,
The cog-wheels of life have need of much oiling;
Smack, crack--this is our jubilee;
Huzza my lads! we'll keep the pot boiling.
Jansen and Jemmy Ducks, after the dancing chorus had finished,
Yack alive and merry, my boys,
Ven he get him frau,