Liverpool Packet

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

At the Liverpool docks at the break of the day
I saw a flash packet bound westward away
She was bound for the westward, where the wild waters flow

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

Oh the time of her sailing is now drawing nigh
Stand by all you lovers we’ll wish you goodbye
With a pair of clean heels to you now we will show

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

And now we’re a-leavin’ the sweet salthouse docks
All the boys and the girls on the pierhead do flock
All the boys and the girls are shouting hurrah

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

And now we’re a-waiting in the Mersey so free
A-waiting the tugboats to tow us to sea
And we’ll round the Rock Light where the salt tides do flow

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

Oh now she’s home you’re big topsails hold out you deep seas
Oh she’s home for the night boys you’ll get no damn sleep
Come aft now god damn yours, come aft make a show

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

And now we’re a-sailin’ down the wild Irish Sea
Our passengers are merry, and their hearts full of glee
Our sailors like tigers they walk to and fro

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

And now we’re a-sailin‘ the Atlantic so wide
And the hands are now ordered to scrub the ship’s side
Now then, holystone boyos, the bosun do blow

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

And now we are off the banks of Newfoundland
Where the bottom all fishes and fine yellow sand
And the fishes they sing as they swim to and fro

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go

And now we’re arriving in old New York town
We’re bound for the Bowery, and let sorrows drown
With our gals and our beer, boys, we’ll let the song flow

She’s a Liverpool packet
Oh, Lord let her go!
Bound away – ho! – Bound away – ho!
Through the ice, sleet and snow
She’s a Liverpool packet, oh lord let her go