The Liverpool Judies C

Interesting Facts about The Liverpool Judies C

“The Liverpool Judies C” was a very favorite capstan shanty among Liverpool ships. According to Stan Hugill, the song was of Irish origin and was sung in imitative Irish or Liverpool-Irish fashion. The song probably dates from the forties of the nineteenth century, since was popular in the Western Ocean Packets. Tune of this version Stan Hugill has from Spike Senit.
The song will be reconstructed by myself as the capstan shanty.

The source of this sea shanty

The music: “Shanties from the Seven Seas” by Stan Hugill (1st ed p 402).
The lyrics: “Shanties from the Seven Seas” by Stan Hugill (1st ed p 402,403).

The Record of The Liverpool Judies C

You also can find this record on my YouTube channel here or directly listen below. Additionally, if you want to share your opinion about the record or share your opinion you can do it in my Facebook forum here, or leave a comment at the bottom of this blog article.

The Liverpool Judies C - Capstan Shanty

The musical notation

The Liverpool Judies C - music notation

And the full lyrics

The Liverpool Judies C

When I wuz a youngster I sailed wid de rest,
On a Liverpool packet bound out ter the West,
We anchored wan day in the harbour o’ Cork,
Den we put art ter sea fer de port o’ New York.
– Singin’ ho! ro! ho! bullies ho!
– Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow.

* 2 *

For forty-two days we wuz hungry an’ sore,
Oh, the winds wuz agin us, the gales they did roar,
Off Battery Point we did anchor at last,
Wid our jibboom hove in an’ the canvas all fast.

* 3 *

De boardin’ house masters wuz off in a trice,
A-shoutin’ an’ promisin’ all that wuz nice,
An’ one fat ol’ crimp he got cottoned to me,
Sez he, ‘Yer a fool, lad, ter follow the sea.’

* 4 *

Sez, he ‘There’s a job as is waitin’ for you,
Wid lashin’s o’ liquor an’ beggar-all to do.’
Sez he, ‘What d’yer say, lad, will you jump her too?
Sez I, “Ye ol’ bastard, I’m damned if I do.’

* 5 *

But the best o’ intentions dey niver gits far,
After forty-two days at the door of a bar,
I tossed off me liquor an’ what d’yer think?
Why the lousy ol’ bastard had drugs in me drink.

* 6 *

The next I remembers I woke in the morn,
On a tree-skys’l yarder bound south round Cape Horn,
Wid an ol’ suit of oilskins an’ two pair of sox,
An’ a bloomin’ big head, an’ a sea-chest o’ rocks.

* 7 *

Now all ye young sailors take a warnin’ by me,
Keep a watch on yer drinks whin de liquor is free,
An’ pay no attintion to runner or whore,
Or yer head’ll be thick an’ yer throat’ll be sore.

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