Get Up Jack! John, Sit Down Ships may come and ships may go As long as the sea does roll. Each sailor lad just like his dad, He loves the flowing bowl. A trip ashore he does adore With a girl that's plump and round. When your money's all gone It's the same old song, ``Get up Jack! John, sit down!'' Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys, There's lots of grog in the jar. We'll plough the briny ocean With the jolly roving tar. When Jack gets in, it's then he'll steer For some old boarding house. They'll welcome him with run and gin, They'll feed him on pork scouse. He'll lend and spend and not offend Till he lies drunk on the ground When... He then will sail aboard some ship For India or Japan In Asia there, the ladies fair All love the sailor men. He'll go ashore and on a tear He'll buy some girl a gown. When... When Jack gets old and weatherbeat, Too old to roam about, In some rum shop, they'll let him stop Till eight bells calls him out. He'll raise his eyes up to the skies, Sayin' ``Boys, we're homeward bound.'' When... collected by Frank Warner from Lena Bourne Fish Recorded by Frank Warner, Jeff Warner filename[ JACKJOHN BR ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===