The Ebenezer

The Ebenezer

I shipped on board of the Ebenezer,
Every day 'twas scrub and grease her,
Holy stone her and scrape her down,
And if we growl they blow us down.

Get along boys, get along do,
Handy me boys, so handy.
Get along boys, get along do,
Handy me boys, so handy.


The old man was a drunken geezer,
He could not sail the Ebenezer.
Learned his trade on a Chinese junk,
Spent most time down in his bunk.

The first mate's name was Dickie Green, sir,
The cruelest brute that you've ever seen, sir,
Walking the deck with a bucko roll,
May the sharks have his body and the devil have his soul.

Boston Buck was the second greaser,
He used to ship in Lime juice ships sir,
The limey packets they got too hot,
He cursed them all and he jumped the lot.

We sailed away before a breezer,
Bound away for Valparaiser,
Round Cape Horn we lost her sticks,
The molly-hawks picked up the bits.

The Ebenezer was so old,
She knew Columbus as a boy,
It was pump her bullies night and day,
To help her get across Liverpool Bay.