Traditional – Lyrics from Shanties from the Seven Seas, by Stan Hugill

Oh, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
Oh, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
Oh, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

So we’ll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
An’ we’ll roll the golden chariot along!
So we’ll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

So we’ll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
An’ we’ll roll the golden chariot along!
So we’ll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!

Oh, a nice fat cook wouldn’t do us any harm.

Oh, a roll in the clover wouldn’t do us any harm.

Oh, a long spell in gaol wouldn’t do us any harm.

Oh, a nice watch below wouldn’t do us any harm.

Oh, a night with the gals wouldn’t do us any harm.