the
skipper sez he, "Let the weather be hanged."
4. Äs I was a-walking down Winchester Street,
A saucy young damsel I happened to meet.
5. Ï sez to her, "Polly, and how d'you do?"
Sez she, "None the better for seein' of you."
6. Oh, it's sailors is tinkers, and tailors is men.
And
we're
all of us coming to see you again.
7. So we'll blow the man up, and we'll blow the man down.
And