Шантимэн:                    The Crimee war is over now. 
    Моряки:                      Sebastopol is taken.
    Шантимэн:                    The Crimee war is over now.
    Моряки:                      Sebastopol is taken.
                            
                                   So sing, Cheer, boys, cheer,
                                   Sebastopol is taken:
                                   And sing, Cheer, boys, cheer
                                   Old England gained the day.

   Шантимэн:                        The Rooshans they was put to fly
   Моряки:                          Sebastopol is taken.
   Шантимэн:                        The Rooshans they was put to fly.
   Моряки:                          Sebastopol is taken.

 Шантимэн:         In Amsterdam there dwelt a maid.
    Моряки:           Mark well what I do say.
    Шантимэн:        In Amsterdam there dwelt a maid,
                             In Amsterdam there dwelt a maid.
    Моряки:           And I'll go no more a-roving
                             With you, fair maid.
                             A-roving, a-roving,
                             Since roving's been my ru-i-n,
                             I'll go no more a-roving
                             With you, fair maid.

 
  Шантимэн:       Where are you going, my pretty maid?
     Моряки:         Oh, away to Rio.
     Шантимэн:       Where are you going, my pretty maid?
     Моряки:         Oh, we're bound to the Rio Grande 

     Припев:          Oh, away to Rio,
                             Oh away to Rio;
                             Oh fare you well, my bonny young girl,
                             For we're bound to the Rio Grande

    Шантимэн:        Have you a sweetheart, my pretty maid?
    Моряки:          Oh, away to Rio.
    Шантимэн:        Have you a sweetheart, my pretty maid?
    Моряки:          Oh, we're bound to the Rio Grande Oh, away to Rio, etc.

 

  Шантимэн       A long, long time, and a long time ago.
      Моряки          To me way hay Oh-hi-o.
     Шантимэн:      A long, long time, and a long time ago.
      Моряки:          A long time ago.
     Шантимэн:      A smart Yankee packet lay out in the bay.
      Моряки:          To me way hay Oh-hi-o.
     Шантимэн:      A smart Yankee packet lay out in the bay.
      Моряки:          A long time ago.
     Шантимэн:      A-waiting for a fair wind to get under way.
      Моряки:          To me way hay Oh-hi-o.
     Шантимэн:      A-waiting for a fair wind to get under way.
      Моряки:          A long time ago.
     Шантимэн:      With all her poor sailors all sick and all sore.
      Моряки:          To me way hay Oh-hi-o.
     Шантимэн:      With all her poor sailors all sick and all sore.
      Моряки:          A long time ago.
     Шантимэн:      For they'd drunk all their whisky, and could get no more. 

  Шантимэн:       Oho, why don't you blow?
     Припев              A, ha, come roll him over.
     Шантимэн:       Oho, why don't you blow?
     Припев              A, ha, come roll him over. 

 
Шантимэн:      Oh, whisky is the life of man!
    Моряки:           Whisky! Johnny!
   Шантимэн:      Oh, whisky is the life of man!
    Моряки:           Whisky for my Johnny.
   Шантимэн:      I drink it out of an old tin can.
    Моряки:           Whisky ! Johnny !
   Шантимэн:      I drink it out of an old tin can.
    Моряки:           Whisky for my Johnny.

 
 Шантимэн:      There's a Black Ball barque a-coming down the river.
      Моряки:         Blow, bullies, blow.
     Шантимэн:      There's a Black Ball barque a-coming down the river.
      Моряки:         Blow, my bully boys, blow.
     Шантимэн:      And who do you think is captain of her?

        Припев как и раньше

 Шантимэн:       Why, little .... the ....
      Моряки:         Blow, my bully boys, blow.

 

 Шантимэн:      They call me Hanging Johnny.
      Моряки:         Away-i-oh.
    Шантимэн:      They call me Hanging Johnny.
      Моряки:         So hang, boys, hang.
    Шантимэн:      First I hung my mother.
      Моряки:         Away-i-oh.
    Шантимэн:      First I hung my mother.
       Моряки:        So hang, boys, hang.

 
Шантимэн:      Haul on the bowline, early in the morning.
    Моряки:         Haul on the bowline, the bowline haul.
   Шантимэн:      Haul on the bowline, the kettle is a-boiling.
    Моряки:         Haul on the bowline, the bowline haul.
   Шантимэн:      Haul on the bowline, the fore and main-top bowline.
    Моряки:         Haul on the bowline, the bowline haul

 
 Шантимэн:              Louis was the King of France afore the Revolu-ti-on,
     Моряки:               Away, haul away, boys, haul away together.
    Шантимэн:               But Louis got his head cut off which spoiled his consti-tu-tion.
     Моряки:               Away, haul away, boys, haul away, Oh

 
        What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
        What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
        What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
        Early in the morning. 

        Way, hay, there she rises,
        Way, hay, there she rises,
        Oh, boy, there she rises,
        Early in the morning.

        Chuck him in the long boat till he gets sober,
        Chuck him in the long boat till he gets sober,
        Chuck him in the long boat till he gets sober,
        Early in the morning. 

        Way, hay, there she rises, 
        Way, hay, there she rises, 
        Way, hay, there she rises, 
        Early in the morning.

 Шантимэн:     I thought I heard the skipper say,
      Моряки:           Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
    Шантимэн:     You may go ashore and touch your pay.
      Моряки:           It's time for us to leave her.
    Шантимэн:     We'll go ashore and touch our chink,
      Моряки:           Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
    Шантимэн:     Before we go we'll have a drink.
      Моряки:           It's time for us to leave her.

 

 Первый моряк (противным голосом – соло)
                                 Оld horse! Old horse! What brought you here?
    Припев (стонуще)                             Oho! Oho! Oho!
 Соло:                           To make poor sailors curse and swear?
    Припев                                       Oho! Oho! Oho!
Первый моряк (речитативом):      I was a Government contractor's hack
    Припев                                       Oho! Oho! Oho!
Соло:                            From Botany Bay to Hackmatack
    Припев                                       Oho! Oho! Oho!
Соло:                            And when through want and sore abuse
    Припев                                       Oho! Oho! Oho!
Соло:                            I died! I died! I died!
    Припев                                       Oho! Oho! Oho!
Соло:                            They cut me up for sailor's use.
    Припев                                       Oho! Oho! Oho!

            Farewell and adieu to you fine Spanish Ladies 
               Farewell and adieu to you Ladies of Spain 
               For we've received orders to sail for Old England
               And perhaps we shall nevermore see you again. 

     Припев:  We'll rant and we'll roar like true British Sailors,
                     We'll range and we'll roam over all the salt seas,
                     Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England 
                     From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues.

               We hove our ship to when the wind was sou'west, boys,
               We hove our ship to for to strike soundings clear,
               Then we filled our main-tops'l and bore right away, boys,
               And right up the channel our course we did steer.

      Припев: We'll rant and we'll roar, etc.
              
               The first land we make it is known as the Deadman,
               Next Ram Head near Plymouth, Start, Portland and Wight;
               We sailèd past Beachy, past Fairley and Dungeness,
               And then bore away for the South Foreland Light 

      Припев: We'll rant and we'll roar, etc.

    Fare you well, Australian Maidens and the happy hours you sped,
    But we never shall forget you, nor the loving words you said.
    And the girls we leave behind us, they'll be faithful, they'll be true,
    As we steer our barque for England out across the waters blue.
      Rolling home,
      Rolling home,
      Rolling home across the sea;
      Rolling home to merry England,
      Rolling home, dear land, to thee.