HOORAW FOR THE BLACKBALL LINE

In the Blackball Line I served me time
To me way hay hay hooraw yah
In the Blackball Line I wasted me prime
Hooraw for the Blackball Line

Blackball ships are good and true
They are the ships for me and you

In the Blackball Line you must rise and shine
In the Blackbal Line you will always be fine

Oh the Blackball Line is the line for me
It’s the finest line that sails the sea

If yer wish to find a real goldmine
Just take a trip with the Blackball Line

Yankee sailors you’ll see there
With red-topped boots and short-cut hair

There’s Liverpool Pat with his tarpaulin hat
And Paddy Magee that Packet Rat

Oh drink a health to the Blackball Line
Their ships are stout and their men are fine