(Chorus) Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree A long-tailed black bird come up behind Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree Johnny get your oats me son (Chorus end)
The pilot he looked out ahead With a hand on chain and a rattle on the lead And the old man rose to wake the dead Johnny get your oats me son
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Now soon we'll pass the lizards lights And the stack me boys we'll leave in sight We'll soon be abreast of the isle of Wight Johnny get your oats me son
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And when we reach the (battle?) docks Those pretty young girls come down in flocks Well it's down with their knickers and up with their frocks Johnny get your oats me son
