Ben Backstay
Ben Backstay
Ben Backstay was our boatswain, a very merry boy, For no one half so merrily could pipe all hands ahoy. And when unto his summons we did not well attend, No lad than he more merrily could handle the rope's end.
Chorus: Singin' Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day. Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day.
While sailing once, our captain, who was a jolly dog, Served out to all the company, a double whack of grog. Ben Backstay he got tipsy, all to his heart's content, And he being half seas over, boys, right overboard he went
Chorus: Singin' Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day. Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day.
A shark was on the starboard bow, and sharks no man can stand, For they do grapple everything, just like them sharks on land. We heaved Ben out some tackling to give his life some hope, But as the shark bit off his head, he couldn't see the rope
Chorus: Singin' Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day. Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day.
Without a head his ghost appeared all on the briny lake; He piped all hands ahoy and cried, "Lads, warning by me take; By drinking grog I lost me life, and you my fate could meet, So never mix your rum, me lads, but always take it neat."
Chorus: Singin' Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day. Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di riddle iddle ow Chip chow, cherry chow, fol di roddle day.