O the times are hard and the wages low
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
I guess it's time for us to go
An' it's time for us to leave her
O I thought I heard the old man say
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Tomorrow you will get your pay
An' it's time for us to leave her
Liverpool Pat with his tarpaulin hat
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
It's Yankee John the packet rat
An' it's time for us to leave her
It's rotten beef an' weev'ly bread
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
It's pump or drown the old man said
An' it's time for us to leave her
We'd be better off in a nice clean jail
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
With all night in an' plenty o' ale
An' it's time for us to leave her
The mate was a bucko an' the old man a turk
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
The bosun was a beggar with the middle name o' work
An' it's time for us to leave her
Cook's a drunk, he likes to booze
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Between him an' the mate there's little to choose
An' it's time for us to leave her
I hate to sail on this rotten tub
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
No grog allowed and rotten grub
An' it's time for us to leave her
No Liverpool bread, nor rotten crackerhash
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
No dandyfunk, nor cold an' sloppy hash
An' it'stime for us to leave her
The old man shouts, the pumps stand by
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Oh, we can never suck her dry
An' it's time for us to leave her
Now I thought I heard the old man say
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Just one more pull an' then belay
An' it's time for us to leave her
An' it's time for us to leave her
An' it's time for us to leave her
For the voyage is done an' the winds don't blow
An' it's time for us to leave her
