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The Good Ship Kangaroo ( Traditional )

My rough account of a lovely song, sung and played by myself, traditional and possibly from the South coast of Ireland originally, but I dont know. I first heard this on a Planxty album , the masters of this traditional music. in my opinion. Pictures are from my own collection, as are the mistakes in the song !! have a large whisky it will sound better ..... :) Words Once I was a waiting man who lived at home at ease Now I am a mariner that ploughs the stormy seas I always loved seafaring life I bid my love adieu I shipped as steward and cook me boys on board the kangaroo I never thought she would prove false or either prove untrue As we sailed away from Milford Bay on board the Kangaroo Think of me oh think of me she mournfully did say When you are in a foreign land and I am far away And take this lucky thrupenny bit it will make you bear in mind This loving trusting faithful heart you left in tears behind Cheer up, cheer up my own true love don't weep so bitterly She sobbed she sighed she choked she cried till she could not say goodbye I won't be gone for very long but for a month or two And when I return again of course I'll visit you Our ship it was homeward bound from manys the foreign shore Manys the foreign present unto my love I bore I brought tortoises from Tenerife and ties from Timbuktu A China rat, a Bengal cat and a Bombay cockatoo Paid off I sought her dwelling on a street above the town Where an ancient dame upon the line was hanging out her gown Where is my love? she's vanished sir about six months ago With a smart young man who drives the van for Chaplin Son & Co. Here's a health to dreams of married life to soap suds and blue Heart's true love, patent starch and washing soda too Ill go into some foreign shore no longer can I stay With some China Hottentot I'll throw my life away My love she was no foolish girl her age it was two score My love she was no spinster she'd been married twice before I cannot say it was her wealth that stole my heart away She was a washer in the laundry for one and nine a day