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Banks of the Sacramento 
Banks of the Sacramento 
As I was rollin' down the strand Hoo-dah, hoo-dah, I met two fairies* hand in hand Hoo-dah, hoo-dah, day! 
cho: Blow, boys blow! To Californ-i-o There's plenty of gold**, so I've been told On the banks of the Sacramento. 
I chose the one with the curly locks, She let me chase her o'er the rocks*** 
I chased her high, I chased her low I fell down and broke me toe. 
Off to the doctor I did go And I showed him my big toe. 
In came the doctor with a bloomin' big lance "Now, young sailor, I'll make you dance!" 
In came the nurse with a mustard poultice Banged it on, but I took no notice. 
Now I'm well and free from pain I'll never court flash gals again. 
*(sic) Probably affectionate form of fair ones **or There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass ***Bowdlerization by Mr. Hugill. Adjust as required. 
From Shanties from the Seven Seas, Hugill