Blow the Man Down
Oh, blow the man down, boys, blow the man down,
Way ay, blow the man down!
Oh, blow the man down in Liverpool town,
Give me some time to blow the man down!
As I was walking down Paradise Street,
A brass-bound policeman I happened to meet.
Says he, “You're a Black Baller by the cut of your hair,
I know you're a Black Baller by the clothes that you wear.”
“Oh, policeman, policeman, you do me great wrong,
I'm a Flying Fish sailor just in from Hong Kong.”
They gave me three months in Walton Gaol,
Way ay, blow the man down!
For booting and kicking and blowing him down,
Give me some time to blow the man down!
Way ay, blow the man down!
Oh, blow the man down in Liverpool town,
Give me some time to blow the man down!
As I was walking down Paradise Street,
A brass-bound policeman I happened to meet.
Says he, “You're a Black Baller by the cut of your hair,
I know you're a Black Baller by the clothes that you wear.”
“Oh, policeman, policeman, you do me great wrong,
I'm a Flying Fish sailor just in from Hong Kong.”
They gave me three months in Walton Gaol,
Way ay, blow the man down!
For booting and kicking and blowing him down,
Give me some time to blow the man down!
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