Whiskey-o, Johny-o
    Rise her up from down below
    Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey-o
    Up aloft this yard must go
    John rise her up from down below

Now whiskey is the life of man
Always was since the world began

Now whiskey gave me a broken nose
And whiskey made me pawn me clothes

Now whiskey is the life of man
Whiskey from that old tin can

I thought I heard the first mate say
I treats me crew in a decent way

A glass of whiskey all around
And a bottle full for the shanty man

(Spoken: Up she blew!)