Farewell and adieu … to you, distant islands
Farewell and adieu … to Hope Island, too
We’ve just received orders to sail for Budd Inlet
And we very soon hope … to see you again
CHORUS:
We’ll rant and we’ll roar … like true south sound sailors
We’ll rant and we’ll roar … on deck and below
Until we sight Dofflemeyer off old Boston Harbor
Straight up the channel to the capitol we’ll go.

Now we hove our ship to … with the wind from the sou’west
We hove our ship to … for to make soundings clear
At ee-lev-en fathoms with a fine grav’ly bottom
We furl’d our headsails … and for home we did steer.
CHORUS
Let ev’ryone here … drink up a full growler
Let ev’ryone here … drink up at Fishbowl
We’ll laugh and be jolly, and banish melancholy
And here’s to the health … of good heart and soul.
CHORUS