Blow the Man Down

[Verse 1]
As I was a-walkin' down Paradise Street
To-me, way hey, blow the man down!
A Liverpool bobbie I chanced for to meet
Give me some time to blow the man down!

[Verse 2]
Says he, "You're a Black Baller by the cut of your hair
To-me, way hey, blow the man down!
And you've robbed some poor Dutchman of the clothes that you wear!"
Give me some time to blow the man down!

[Verse 3]
Oh, policeman, policeman, you do me great wrong!
To-me, way hey, blow the man down!
I'm a flying' fish sailor just home from Hong Kong
Give me some time to blow thе man down!

[Verse 4]
So I smashed in his face and I stove in his jaw
To-mе, way hey, blow the man down!
Says he, "Look here young fella, you're breakin' the law!"
Give me some time to blow the man down!

[Verse 5]
Well, they gave me six months here in Liverpool town
To-me, way hey, blow the man down!
For beatin' and kickin' and blowin' him down!
Give me some time to blow the man down!

[Verse 6]
Well, we're Liverpool born boys and Liverpool bred
To-me, way hey, blow the man down!
Thick in the arm boys and thick in the head!
Give me some time to blow the man down!

[Verse 7]
Blow the man down, to-me, blow the man down
To-me, way hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Give me some time to blow the man down!