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Snow 301
 
    
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Barnacle Bill
Snow 301
 


ID: 5734
   Instrumental  

TypeSinging Call
WEB SITE www.stingproductions.co.uk
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Grid list of Snow recordings
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Media45 rpm vinyl
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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Basic

To your partner bow real low
To your corner bow real low
To your opposite bow real low
To the one over there bow real low again
Swing your partner round and round
Keep swingin' that girl and promenade her
Promenade go round the ring, go all the way back home again
Square your square, we'll do it again
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor


FIGURE (repeat twice for boys and girls)    Basic, corner progression

Head (side) ladies/boys chain across
Side (head) ladies/boys chain across
Head (side) ladies/boys chain back home
Side (head) ladies/boys chain back home
Swing your corner round and round
Keep swingin' that girl and promenade her
Promenade go round the ring, go all the way back home again
Square your square, we'll do it again
Said Barnacle Bill the sailor

 
Lyrics

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Barnacle Bill The Sailor
 
 

(Tap-tap-tap)"Who's that knocking at my door?"
(Tap-tap-tap)"Who's that knocking at my door?"
(Tap-tap-tap)"Who's that knocking at my door?"
Cried the fair young maiden.

"It's only me from over the sea", says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"I'm all lit up like a Christmas tree", says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.
"I'll sail the sea until I croak, I fight 'n swear 'n drink 'n smoke,
But I can't swim a bloody stroke", says Barnacle Bill the Sailor.

"Are you young and handsome, sir?"
"Are you young and handsome, sir?"
"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.

"I'll come down and let you in!"
"I'll come down and let you in!"
"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!"
"Sing me a love song low and sweet!"
"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.

"Tell me that we soon shall wed!"
"Tell me that we soon shall wed!"
"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?"
"When shall I see you again?"
"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.

Lyrics by Frank Luther & Carson Robison.
Recorded by Hoagy Carmichael.
 

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