Barnacle Bill the Sailor---LOOKING FOR MORE VERSES....
Bealey
I was at the Scuba Diving Lodge over the long weekend. We all got to singing
songs and what not on the first night. One of the divers recalled a song that
he was taught years ago. Yet he could only remember the first four or five
verses. It's called Barnacle Bill The Sailor. If you know of any verses that
I did not include, please email them to me at By...@inforamp.net. Or post them
and I will try and collect them. Thanks in Advance.
BARNACLE BILL THE SAILOR
(Sung in a soft womans voice)
Who's that knocking at my door.
Who's that knocking at my door,
Who's that knocking at my door,
Said the pretty maiden...
(Sung in a drunken sailors voice)
It's Bill and the crew!
We've come for a screw!
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
It's bill and the crew!
We've come for a screw!
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor.
(Sung in a soft womans voice)
Wipe your feet upon the matt,
Wipe your feet upon the matt,
Wipe your feet upon the matt,
Said the pretty maiden..
(Sung in a drunken sailors voice)
Damn the Matt!
We'll lay ya flat!
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
Damn the matt!
We'll lay ya flat!
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
(Sung in a soft woman's voice)
What if we should have a child,
What if we should have a child,
What if we should have a child,
Said the pretty maiden.
(Sung in a drunken sailors voice)
We'll kill the bugger!
And fuck for another!
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor!
We'll kill the bugger!
And fuck for another!
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor!
(Sung in a soft woman's voice)
What if we should goto jail,
What if we should goto jail,
What if we should goto jail,
Said the pretty maiden.
(Sung in a drunken sailors voice)
I'll pick the lock!
With my ten inch cock!
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor.
I'll pick the lock!
With my ten inch cock!
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor.
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And that's all we know of the song. Supposedly
there's at least thirty verses in total. So we would
like to get all the verses and sort them out. We
were hoping to perform the song at a yearly Scuba
meeting. So if you know part, or all of the song, please
email it to me. By...@inforamp.net
Thanks again!
Byrd
Dexter N. Muir
By...@inforamp.net (Bealey) wrote:
>
> I was at the Scuba Diving Lodge over the long weekend. We all got to singing
> songs and what not on the first night. One of the divers recalled a song that
> he was taught years ago. Yet he could only remember the first four or five
> verses. It's called Barnacle Bill The Sailor. If you know of any verses that
> I did not include, please email them to me at By...@inforamp.net. Or post them
> and I will try and collect them. Thanks in Advance.
>
...
> Byrd
Here's the original, transcribed directly from the 78rpm
'scratcher' by Luther Robison by me:
BARNACLE BILL THE SAILOR Luther Robison
F C
(tap-tap-tap)"Who's that knocking at my door?"
C F
(tap-tap-tap)"Who's that knocking at my door?"
F C
(tap-tap-tap)"Who's that knocking at my door?"
F
Cried the fair young maiden.
C G C
"It's only me from over the sea" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
C G C
"I'm all lit up like a Christmas tree" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
F C
"I'll sail the sea until I croak,
F C
I fight 'n swear 'n drink 'n smoke,
F C G C
But I can't swim a bloody stroke" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"Are you young and handsome, sir? (x2)
Are you young and handsome, sir?" cried the fair young maiden.
"I'm old 'n rough 'n dirty 'n tough" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"I drink my gin 'n dip my snuff" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"I drink my whiskey when I can,
Whiskey from an old tin can,
Fer whiskey is the life of Man" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
( Instrumental: Sailor's Hornpipe )
"I'll come down and let you in, (fiddle slide Bb\G)
I'll come down and let you in, (fiddle slide A\F)
I'll come down and let you in" cried the fair young maiden.
"Well hurry before I break the door" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"I'll puff 'n fuss 'n rant 'n roar" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"I'll spin you yarns 'n tell you lies,
I'll drink yer wine 'n eat yer pies,
I'll kiss yer cheek 'n black yer eyes" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"Sing me a love song low and sweet, (x2)
Sing me a love song low and sweet" cried the fair young maiden.
"Sixteen men on a dead man's chest" sang Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"Yo-heave-ho and a bottle of rum" sang Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"Oh, a high-rig-a-jig and a jauntin' car,
A-hee a-ho are you 'most done,
Belay my boys and the Bull-jine run" sang Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
( Instrumental: Bounding Main )
"Tell me that we soon shall wed, (x2)
Tell me that we soon shall wed" cried the fair young maiden.
"I've got me a wife in every port" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"And handsome gals is what I court" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"With my false heart 'n flatterin' tongue
I courts 'em all both old 'n young,
I courts 'em all but marries none" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"When shall I see you again? (x2)
When shall I see you again?" cried the fair young maiden.
"Never again, I'll come no more" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"Tonight I'm sailin' from the shore" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"If you wait fer me to come,
Sittin' and waitin' 'n suckin' yer thumb,
You'll wait until the day of yer doom!" says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"Goo'bye!"
BARNACLE BILL THE SAILOR Luther Robison
This is the vocal line:
Verse:
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-22-0230-|-00--02--|-22-0230-|---032---|
---------|----3--3-|---------|--2----3-|
3--------|3--------|3--------|3--------|
---------|---------|---------|---------|
Who's... Who's... Who's... Cried...
Chorus: (12/8)
-|------------|----------|------------|----------|------------|------------|
-|1-1---------|----------|1-1---------|----------|---1-1------|---1-1------|
0|---0-0------|---0-0---0|---000------|---0-0---0|2-2---0-0---|2-2---0-0---|
-|------222---|000---2---|------2-2---|000---2---|---------2--|---------2--|
-|---------3-3|-------3--|---------3-3|-------3--|-----------3|-----------3|
-|------------|----------|------------|----------|------------|------------|
only... Barn... all... Barn... sail... fight...
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---1-1------|----------|
2-2---0-0---|---0-0----|
---------2--|000---2---|
-----------3|-------3--|
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I can't... Barn...
Have fun!
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Abby Sale
On Tue, 02 Jul 96 21:05:48 GMT, By...@inforamp.net (Bealey) wrote:
>I was at the Scuba Diving Lodge over the long weekend. We all got to singing
>songs and what not on the first night. One of the divers recalled a song that
I think you've got a pretty good and complete set of words here. There
may be 100's of verses all together, but as a single song, what you've got
is about right. Also keep an eye out for the milder Scottish version,
"Coller, Dear." Check out Ed Cray's The Erotic Muse_ for several vercions
("Bollochy Bill the Sailor") and good background & bibliography. He also
includes one that has come down as expurgated but continues the dialog as
to the training of the son as a sailor who will climb the riggin's like
his daddy used to do. But, only if it's a girl should the baby be
strangled. Sadly, Hugill only prints an expurgated version.
Here's the version from Digital Tradition:
BARNACLE BILL THE SAILOR
Who's that knocking at my door?
Who's that knocking at my door?
Who's that knocking at my door?
Said the fair young maiden.
I just got paid and I wanta get laid,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
I just got paid and I wanta get laid,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
What if Ma and Pa find out?
What if Ma and Pa find out?
What if Ma and Pa find out?
Said the fair young maiden.
I'll kill your Pa and ------ your Ma,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
I'll kill your Pa and ------ your Ma,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
What if we should go to jail?
What if we should go to jail?
What if we should go to jail?
Said the fair young maiden.
I'll pick the lock with the tip of me ------,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
I'll pick the lock with the tip of me ------,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
What if we go back into jail?
What if we go back into jail?
What if we go back into jail?
Said the fair young maiden.
I'll knock down the walls with me swinging balls,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
I'll knock down the walls with my swinging balls,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
What if we should get the chair?
What if we should get the chair?
What if we should get the chair?
Said the fair young maiden.
I'll lay a fart and blow it apart,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
I'll lay a fart and blow it apart,
Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
filename[ BARNBILL
JY
And here's one from _Rugby Songs_ (I) The ***'s are as printed, so I
include them here.
Who's that knocking at my door.
Cried the fair young maiden.
Oh, it's only me from across the sea,
Cried Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
Why are you knocking at my door.
Cried the fair young maiden.
Cos I'm young enough and ready and tough,
Cried Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
You can sleep upon the floor.
Oh get off the floor, you dirty old whore.
You can sleep upon the mat.
Oh, bugger the mat, you can't **** that.
You can sleep upon the stairs.
Oh, ****** the stairs, they haven't got hairs. [bugger?]
You can sleep between my **** [certainly tits]
Oh, bugger your **** they give me the *****.
You can sleep between my thighs.
Oh, bugger your thighs they're covered in flies.
You can sleep within my ****
Oh, bugger your **** but I'll **** for a stunt.
What will we do when the baby's born?
Oh we'll drown the bugger and **** for another.
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I am Abby Sale - abby...@sundial.net
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Quayle stumbled in response to a question about his opinion of the
Holocaust. He said it was "an obscene period in our nation's history."
Then, trying to clarify his remark, Quayle said he meant "this century's
history. We all lived in this century, I didn't live in this century."
-- Vice President Dan Quayle
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Old Pretender
On Jul 02, 1996 21:05:48 in article <Barnacle Bill the Sailor---LOOKING FOR
MORE VERSES....>, 'By...@inforamp.net (Bealey)' wrote:
>(Sung in a soft woman's voice)
>What if we should have a child,
>What if we should have a child,
>What if we should have a child,
>Said the pretty maiden.
>
>(Sung in a drunken sailors voice)
>We'll kill the bugger!
>And fuck for another!
>Said Barnacle Bill the sailor!
>We'll kill the bugger!
>And fuck for another!
>Said Barnacle Bill the sailor!
What if I should have a girl?
What if I should have a girl?
What if I should have a girl?
And bury the bitch
BANilsson
All the verses I've ever heard have been covered in other postings. But
there's an old RCA Victor recording of the song that shows up on various
reissues, from late '20s or early '30s, featuring Bix Beiderbecke, Benny
Goodman, Joe Venuti and others.
Needless to say, the lyrics are cleaned up. The two verse-chorus combos
are separated by a Dixieland-style break, but lend a careful ear to the
second chorus. Each time the line "Barnacle Bill, the sailor" is sung, you
can hear one voice (it's supposed to be notorious prankster Venuti)
singing "Barnacle Bill, the shithead."
Given RCA's horror over such things (a Spike Jones version of "By the
Beautiful Sea" was yanked because someone thought there was a rude word
spoken in the background), it's impressive that this cut keeps surfacing.
-- Byron
keith l.
I know another. I'll come down and kiss yor thighs etc.
reply is Bugger me thighs teyre cover in flies etc.
I learned it from some rugby players it can get very crude.
Ed Cray
Keith:
There are three unexpurgated versions in *The Erotic Muse* (U of Illinois
Press, 1991), pp. 81-86.
Ed Cray