The Lowestoft Boat

(East Coast Patrols of the War)





IN LOWESTOFT a boat was laid
Mark well what I do say
And she was built for the herring trade
But she has gone a-roviní, a-roviní, a-roviní,
The Lord knows where !

They gave her Government coal to burn,
And a Q.F. gun at bow and stern,
And sent her out a-roviní, a-roviní, a-roviní,
The Lord knows where !

Her skipper was mate of a bucko ship
Which always killed one man per trip,
So he is used to roviní, a-roviní, a-roviní,
The Lord knows where !

Her mate was skipper of a chapel in Wales,
And so he fights in topper and tails -
Religious thoí roviní, a-roviní, a-roviní,
The Lord knows where !

Her engineer is fifty-eight,
So heís prepared to meet his fate,
Which ainít unlikely roviní, a-roviní, a-roviní,
The Lord knows where !

Her leading stokerís seventeen,
So he donít know what the Judgements mean,
Unless he cops them roviní, a-roviní, a-roviní,
The Lord knows where !

Her chef was cook in the Lost Dogsí Home,
Mark well what I do say
And Iím sorry for Fritz when they all come

A-roviní, a-roviní, a-roariní and a-roviní,
Round the North Sea roviní,
The Lord knows where !