CHORUS
Whip Jamboree, Whip Jamboree
With your pigtail, sailor, hangin’ down behind
Whip Jamboree, Whip Jamboree
Jenny, get your oatcakes done
Now me lads be of good cheer
For the Irish coast will soon draw near
We’ll set a course for the old Cape Clear
Oh Jenny, get your oatcakes done
Now Cape Clear it is in sight
We’ll be off Holyhead by tomorrow night
We’ll set a course for the old rock light
Oh Jenny, get your oatcakes done
Now we’re passing Fort Perch Rock
All hammocks lashed and the sea-chests locked
We’ll wrap her up in the Waterloo Dock
Oh Jenny, get your oatcakes done
Now, me lads, we are in dock
We’ll be off to Dan Lowry’s on the spot
And there we’ll sink a large pint pot
Jenny, get your oatcakes done