| Our anchor's aweigh & our sails are all set, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, boom-a-lay, | |
| And the folks we are leaving, we'll never forget, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, gone away! | |
| Goodbye, me darlin', goodbye, me dear-oh, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, boom-a-lay, | |
| Goodbye, me darlin', goodbye, me dear-oh, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, gone away! | |
| Wake up Mary Ellen, and don't look so glum, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, boom-a-lay, | |
| By whitestocking time, you'll be drinking hard rum. | |
| Bold Riley-oh, gone away! | |
| The rain it is raining now all the day long, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, boom-a-lay, | |
| And the northerly wind, it does blow so strong. | |
| Bold Riley-oh, gone away! | |
| We're outward & bound for Bengal Bay, | |
| Bold Riley-oh, boom-a-lay, | |
| Get bendin', me boys, it's a hell of a way. | |
| Bold Riley-oh, gone away! | |
Taken From Shanty Seattle