Blow the Man Down

As I was walking down Paradise Street,
Way aye blow the man down;
A pretty young damsel I chanced for to meet,
Give me some time to blow the man down!

She was round in the counter and bluff in the bow,
Way aye blow the man down;
So I took in all sail and cried "Way enough now"
Give me some time to blow the man down!

So I tailed her my flipper and took her in tow,
Way aye blow the man down;
And yardarm to yardarm away we did go,
Give me some time to blow the man down!

But soon as that packet was clear of the bar,
Way aye blow the man down;
The mate knocked me down with the end of the spar,
Give me some time to blow the man down!

So I give you fair warning before we belay,
Way aye blow the man down;
Don't ever take head of what pretty girls say,
Give me some time to blow the man down!

Give me some time to blow the man down!