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Not the Ebenezer of the song, but another vessel of the same name – this from L & S Svendsen of Norway.<\/p><\/div>\n
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I shipped on board of the Ebenezer,
\nEvery day it was scrub and grease her
\nHolystone her and scrape her down
\nAnd if we growled they’d blow us down<\/p>\n
|: Get along boys, get along do, Handy me boys so handy<\/em><\/strong> :|<\/p>\n The old man was a drunken geezer, The first mate’s name was Dickie Green, sir A Boston buck was the second greaser The bo’sun come from Tennessee, sir The Ebenezer was so old We sailed away before a breezer Wet hash, it was our only grub sir <\/p>\n Rick “owns” this one… A standard in our lineup, usually first set. \u00a0Stan Hugill wrote that this was a pumping chantey originally from the packet vessels plying from Ireland… From there it made its way into almost every chanteyman’s songbook. I shipped on board of the Ebenezer, Every day it was scrub and grease […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":21,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4608","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4608","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4608"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4608\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5913,"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4608\/revisions\/5913"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/21"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4608"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nHe could not sail the Ebenezer.
\nLearned his trade on a Chinese Junk
\nSpent most time down in his bunk.<\/p>\n
\nCruelest brute that you’ve ever seen, sir
\nWalking the poop with a bucko roll
\nMay the sharks have his body and the devil take his soul.<\/p>\n
\nHe used to ship in limejuice ships, sir.
\nThe Limey packets got too hot,
\nHe cursed ’em all and he jumped the lot.<\/p>\n
\nHe always wore a blackball cheeser.
\nHe had a woman in every port
\nAt least that’s what his missus thought.<\/p>\n
\nShe knew Columbus as a boy.
\nIt was pump her bullies, night and day
\nTo help her get across Liverpool Bay.<\/p>\n
\nBound away for Valparaiso
\nAround Cape Horn she lost her sticks
\nThe mollyhawks picked up the bits.<\/p>\n
\nBreakfast, dinner and for supper.
\nThe bread was as hard as any brass.
\nThe meat was as salty as Lot’s wife’s ass.<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/thejovialcrew.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/05\/284085686_1409941332767031_395512865487684267_n.jpg\")
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