Well a hundred years on the eastern shore
    Oh yes, Oh
Oh, a hundred years on the eastern shore
    A Hundred years ago

Well its Bully John from Baltimore
Well I knew him well on the eastern shore

Well it's Bully John's the boy for me
He's a buckle on land and a bully at sea

Well its been a long time and a very long time
Well its been a long time since I made this rhyme

Well my old mother she wrote to me
Me darling son come home from sea

Well I thought I heard the first mate cry
That bleeding top main sheave is dry

Well I thought I heard the old man say
Well it's one more pull and then belay