The Dreadnought shanty

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A sea song about The Dreadnought an American packet ship launched in 1853, flagship of the “Red Cross Line”, dubbed “The Wild Boat of the Atlantic”: competing companies like the Swallow Tail and the Black Ball never succeeded in exceed its performance. Yet the era of the great sailing ships was over and her life seems to be the swan song.

A red cross, the company’s logo, was drawn on her fore-topsail, and she could carry up to 200 passengers.

Montague Dawson (1890–1973) The Red Cross – ‘Dreadnought

The Dreadnought sailed into the Atlantic, mostly on the New York-Liverpoo route, to her sinking to the infamous Cape Horn after she set sail from Liverpool to San Francisco (1869).

Derry Down, Down, Derry Down

According to Stan Hugill this song was a forebitter sung on the melody known as “La Pique” or “The Flash Frigate” (which recalls “Villikins and His Dinah”). Even Kipling in his book “Captains Courageous” has it sing by fishermen on the Banks of Newfoundland.
In the capstan shanty version a longer refrain is added, sung in chorus
Bound away! Bound away! 
where the wide [wild] waters flow,
Bound away to the west’ard
in the Dreadnaught we’ll go!

The melody with which the shanty is associated is not univocal, since the “The Dom Pedro” tune is also used. The forebitter version bears the refrain of a single verse, a nonsense phrase sometimes used in the most ancient ballads. The melody is sad, looking like a lament to the memory of a famous wrecked ship; while praising her merits it’s a farewell at the time of sailing ships, now outclassed by steam ships.

Ewan MacColl

Iggy Pop & Elegant Too  from “Son Of Rogues Gallery ‘Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys” ANTI 2013


The Dreadnoughts,
the Vancouver band took its name not from the nineteenth-century packet ship but from an innovative battle ship called “armored monocaliber” developed since the early twentieth century (Dreadnought, from English “I fear nothing”)
(stanzas I, III, IV, V)

full version (here)
I
There’s a flash packet,
a flash packet of fame,
She hails to (from) New York
and the Dreadnought’s her name;
She’s bound to the westward
where the strong winds blow,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the westward we go.
Derry down, down, down derry down.
II
Now, the Dreadnought
she lies in the river Mercey,
Waiting for the Independence
to tow her to sea;
Out around the Rock Light
where the salt tides do flow,
Bound away to to the westward
in the Dreadnought, we’ll go.
III (1)
(O, the Dreadnought’s a-howlin’
down the wild Irish Sea,
Her passengers merry,
with hearts full of glee,)
As sailors like lions
walk the decks to and fro,
She’s the Liverpool packet,
O Lord, let her go!
 

IV (2)
O, the Dreadnought’s a-sailin’
the Atlantic so wide,
While the high roaring seas
roll along her black sides,
(With her sails tightly set
for the Red Cross to show,
She’s the Liverpool packet,
O Lord, let her go!)
V
Now, a health to the Dreadnought,
to all her brave crew,
To bold Captain Samuel (3),
his officers, too,
Talk about your flash packets,
Swallowtail and Black Ball (4),
The Dreadnaught’s the flier
that outsails them all.

NOTES
1)  TheDreadnoughts sings:
With the gale at her back/ What a sight does she make
A skippin’ so merry/With the west in her wake
2)  the Dreadnoughts sings:
With her sails tight as wires/And the Black Flag to show
All away to the Dreadnought/To the westward we’ll go
3) her first captain was called Samuel Samuels,, “In his own words: “Swearing, which appeared to me so essential in the make-up of an officer, I found degrading in a gentleman and I prohibited its indulgence. I also insisted that the crew should be justly treated by the officers.” He seems to have known when to turn a blind eye to the particular brand of justice which had to be handed out to over-troublesome “packet rats” by his mates. To the passengers and his officers he was the model of the young clipper captain, respected, well-groomed and quietly spoken, but always perfectly self-confident and calm in an emergency. The Dreadnought undoubtedly owed her conspicuous success at a difficult time to the personality of her master.(from here) the Dreadnoughts sings ” To bold captain Willy”
4) companies competing in the “Red Cross Line”

STAN HUGILL VERSION

Hulton Clint sings it on the tune “Dom Pedro.” It is the most extensive version of the previous one, with some variations

I
There’s a saucy wild packet,
a packet of fame;
She belongs to New York,
and the Dreadnought’s her name;
She is bound to the westward
where the wide water flow;
Bound away to the west’ard
in the Dreadnought we’ll go.
Chorus
Derry down, down, down derry down
II
The time of her sailing
is now drawing nigh;
Farewell, pretty maids,
we must bid you good-bye;
Farewell to old England
and all we hold dear,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll steer.
III
And now we are hauling
out of Waterlock dock,
Where the boys and the girls
on the pierheads they do flock;
They will give us their cheers
as their tears they do flow,
Saying, “God bless the Dreadnought, where’er she may go!”
IV
Now, the Dreadnought she lies
in the Mersey so free,
Waiting for the Independence
to tow her to sea,
For to around that rock light
where the Mersey does flow,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
where’er we’ll go.
V
Now the Dreadnaught’s a-howling
down the wild Irish Sea,
Where the passengers are merry,
their hearts full of glee,
her sailors like tigers
walk the decks to and fro,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll go
VI
Now, the Dreadnought’s
a-sailing the Atlantic so wide,
While the high rolling seas
roll along her black sides,
With her topsails set taut
for the Red Cross to show
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll go
 

VII
Now the Dreadnought’s has reached the banks of Newfoundland,
Where the water’s so green
and the bottom so sand;
Where the fish in the waves
They swim to and fro,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
with the ice and the snow
VIII
Now the Dreadnought’s lying
on the long .. shore
??
as we have done before
? your main topsail ?
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll go
IX
And now we arrived
in New York once more,
We’ll go to the land we adore,
we call for strong liquors
and merry we’ll be
Drink to the health to the Dreadnought, where’er she may be.
X
So here’s health to the Dreadnought
and all her brave crew;
To bold Captain Samuels
and his officers too.
Talk about your flash packets, Swallowtail and Black Ball,
but the Dreadnought’s
he clipper to beat one and all
XI
Now my story is finish
and my tale it is told
forgive me, old shipmates,
if you think that I’m bold;
for this song was composed
while the watch was below
and at the health
in the Dreadnought we’ll go.

LINK
http://www.fresnostate.edu/folklore/ballads/LD13.html
http://www.shippingwondersoftheworld.com/dreadnought.html
http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/sea-shanty/Dreadnought.htm
http://www.contemplator.com/sea/dread.html
http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/shanty/isingofa.htm
http://czteryrefy.pl/data/dskgrtx/teksty/eteksty/eng_flashfrigate.html
http://www.boundingmain.com/lyrics/dreadnaught.htm
https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=62355
https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=85200

Asshole Rules the Navy

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“Asshole Rules the Navy” is a sea song in a bawdry and very trash style, for a perfect “pirate song”: recorded by Salty Dick for his album “Uncensored Sailor Songs” (2004) it is also titled “Backside rules the Navy” in the Oscar Brand version ( 1958).

Oscar Brand from “Bawdy Sea Chanteys.” 1958: in a “British gentleman” accent for a very fun story (I, II, VI)

Iggy Pop & A Hawk and a Hacksaw from Son Of Rogues Gallery ‘Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys ANTI 2013 ( I, II, VI)

Pyrates! from Uncharted Lands 2014: the dutch “Pyrates!” add some more stanzas


I
Let us sing a bit of good old Captain Kitt,
Who sat one morning early in the head.
A bee came flying past and it stung him on the ass,
And this is what the gallant captain said.
“Asshole(1) rules the Navy,
asshole rules the sea.
If you want a bit of bum,
better get it from your chum –
You’ll get no ass from me.”
II
Now we’ll hear some rhymes of Yeoman Second Grimes
Who ran the hook that hoisted up the mail.
One day as he stood watch it caught him in the crotch
And he cried as he went flying o’er the rail/”It doesn’t matter..”
III
Let us sing at gait (2),
as cook was running late
as the second mate searched below the decks
He caught him dashing past, run him up his mast
and this is what the shipman had to say..

IV
The skipper wore his caps, over good old fashion maps
and for the good ole seaman he did call
they started having fun, as he filled him up with…..rum
and this is what the captain had to say….
V
Next we’ll sing a while, of a man with bags o’ style
for his shoes were made of Aussie crocodile
as he sat there on the docks,
We showed him all our….rocks
and this is what the bos’n had to say….
VI
And now to end my song I’ll sing of AB Long
Whose member was not like his name at all.
When asked if he would tell how
he got along so well
His answer simply was as I recall,
“It’s very simple…”

NOTES
1) or Backside
2) our own way

Link
http://www.shantynet.com/shanties/histories-and-additional-info/arsehole-rules-additional-information/

http://www.horntip.com/mp3/fieldwork/horntip_collection/p/micca_patterson/sambo_was_a_lazy_coon__asshole_rules_the_navy.htm
http://www.horntip.com/mp3/2000s/2004_salty_dicks_uncensored_sailor_songs_(CD)/02_asshole_rules_the_navy.htm
https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=73406

Dreadnought, The Wild Boat of the Atlantic

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Una sea song sulla nave The Dreadnought  il postale americano varato nel 1853, fiore all’occhiello della Compagnia Marittima “Red Cross”, soprannominato “The Wild Boat of the Atlantic”: compagnie concorrenti come la Swallow Tail e la Black Ball non riuscirono mai a superare le sue prestazioni. Eppure l’epoca dei grandi velieri era finita e la sua vita sembra essere il canto del cigno.
Una croce rossa, logo della compagnia era disegnata sulla vela di parrocchetto (la vela intermedia dell’albero di trinchetto), e poteva portare fino a 200 passeggeri.

Montague Dawson (1890–1973) The Red Cross – ‘Dreadnought

The Dreadnought fece rotta nell’Atlantico, per lo più nella tratta New-York-Liverpoo, fino al suo naufragio al famigerato Capo Horn dopo che era salpata da Liverpool per San Francisco (1869).

Derry Down, Down, Derry Down

Secondo Stan Hugill era una forebitter cantata sulla melodia nota come “La Pique” o “The Flash Frigate” (che richiama “Villikins and His Dinah”). Anche Kipling nel suo libro “Capitani Coraggiosi” la fa cantare dai pescatori sui Banchi di Terranova.
Nella versione capstan shanty si aggiunge un ritornello più lungo cantato in coro
Bound away! Bound away! 
where the wide [wild] waters flow,
Bound away to the west’ard
in the Dreadnaught we’ll go!

La melodia con cui è associata la shanty non è univoca essendo utilizzata anche l’aria “The Dom Pedro”. La versione forebitter porta il ritornello di un solo verso, una frase nonsenso talvolta utilizzata nelle ballate più antiche. La melodia è mesta, pur decantando i pregi della nave, sembra essere un compianto alla memoria di una nave famosa per le sue prestazioni, conclusasi nel naufragio. E’ anche un addio all’epoca dei velieri, oramai surclassati dalle navi a vapore.

Ewan MacColl

Iggy Pop & Elegant Too  in “Son Of Rogues Gallery ‘Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys” ANTI 2013


The Dreadnoughts,
la band di Vancouver ha preso il nome non dal postale ottocentesco ma da una innovativa nave da battaglia detta “corazzata monocalibro” sviluppata a partire dai primi anni del XX secolo (Dreadnought, dall’inglese “non temo nulla”) strofe (I, III, IV, V) il piglio alla “pogues” la trasforma in un lament rock

Versione completa (qui)
I
There’s a flash packet,
a flash packet of fame,
She hails to (from) New York
and the Dreadnought’s her name;
She’s bound to the westward
where the strong winds blow,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the westward we go.
Derry down, down, down derry down.
II
Now, the Dreadnought
she lies in the river Mercey,
Waiting for the Independence
to tow her to sea;
Out around the Rock Light
where the salt tides do flow,
Bound away to to the westward
in the Dreadnought, we’ll go.
III (1)
(O, the Dreadnought’s a-howlin’
down the wild Irish Sea,
Her passengers merry,
with hearts full of glee,)
As sailors like lions
walk the decks to and fro,
She’s the Liverpool packet,
O Lord, let her go!
IV (2)
O, the Dreadnought’s a-sailin’
the Atlantic so wide,
While the high roaring seas
roll along her black sides,
(With her sails tightly set
for the Red Cross to show,
She’s the Liverpool packet,
O Lord, let her go!)
V
Now, a health to the Dreadnought,
to all her brave crew,
To bold Captain Samuel (3),
his officers, too,
Talk about your flash packets,
Swallowtail and Black Ball (4),
The Dreadnaught’s the flier(5)
that outsails them all.
Traduzione italiano di Cattia Salto
I
C’è un postale veloce
un postale veloce rinomato
che salpa per (da) New York
e si chiama la Dreadnought
Fa rotta per l’Occidente
dove colpiscono i venti di tempesta
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente andiamo.
Derry down, down, down derry down
II
La Dreadnought
è in rada nel fiume  Mercey
in attesa dell’Independence
che la rimorchierà fino al mare;
oltre il Faro
dove s’alza la marea
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente andremo
III
La Dreadnought fa vela
verso il Mare d’Irlanda
I suoi passeggeri felici
con i cuori pieni di gioia
mentre i marinai come leoni
camminano sui ponti indaffarati
E’ il postale di Liverpool
per Dio, fatela andare!
IV
La Dreadnought naviga
l’oceano Atlantico
mentre le onde alte ruggiscono
e scorrono lungo le sue fiancate
con le vele dispiegate
per mostrare alla Red Cross
che è lei il postale di Liverpool
per Dio, fatela andare!
V
Alla salute della Dreadnought
e a tutta la sua ciurma di bravi
al valente Capitano Samuel
e anche ai suoi ufficiali
e riguardo i vostri veloci velieri
Coda Forcuta e Palla Nera
la Dreadnought  è il postale
che li supera tutti.

NOTE
1)  i Dreadnoughts dicono invece
With the gale at her back/ What a sight does she make
A skippin’ so merry/With the west in her wake
2)  i Dreadnoughts dicono invece nella seconda parte della strofa
With her sails tight as wires/And the Black Flag to show
All away to the Dreadnought/To the westward we’ll go
3) il suo primo capitano si chiamava Samuel Samuels, “In his own words: “Swearing, which appeared to me so essential in the make-up of an officer, I found degrading in a gentleman and I prohibited its indulgence. I also insisted that the crew should be justly treated by the officers.” He seems to have known when to turn a blind eye to the particular brand of justice which had to be handed out to over-troublesome “packet rats” by his mates. To the passengers and his officers he was the model of the young clipper captain, respected, well-groomed and quietly spoken, but always perfectly self-confident and calm in an emergency. The Dreadnought undoubtedly owed her conspicuous success at a difficult time to the personality of her master.(tratto da qui)  i Dreadnoughts dicono ” To bold captain Willy”
4) compagnie concorrenti alla  “Red Cross Line”
5) scritto come flier o flyer, ho preferito tradurre con la tipologia di nave

LA VERSIONE DI STAN HUGILL

Hulton Clint la canta sulla melodia  “Dom Pedro.” E’ la versione più estesa della precedente, con alcune variazioni (ho ancora delle difficoltà nella trascrizione a distinguere alcune frasi)


I
There’s a saucy wild packet,
a packet of fame;
She belongs to New York,
and the Dreadnought’s her name;
She is bound to the westward
where the wide water flow;
Bound away to the west’ard
in the Dreadnought we’ll go.
Chorus
Derry down, down, down derry down
II
The time of her sailing
is now drawing nigh;
Farewell, pretty maids,
we must bid you good-bye;
Farewell to old England
and all we hold dear,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll steer.
III
And now we are hauling
out of Waterlock dock,
Where the boys and the girls
on the pierheads they do flock;
They will give us their cheers
as their tears they do flow,
Saying, “God bless the Dreadnought, where’er she may go!”
IV
Now, the Dreadnought she lies
in the Mersey so free,
Waiting for the Independence
to tow her to sea,
For to around that rock light
where the Mersey does flow,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
where’er we’ll go.
V
Now the Dreadnaught’s a-howling
down the wild Irish Sea,
Where the passengers are merry,
their hearts full of glee,
her sailors like tigers
walk the decks to and fro,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll go
VI
Now, the Dreadnought’s
a-sailing the Atlantic so wide,
While the high rolling seas
roll along her black sides,
With her topsails set taut
for the Red Cross to show
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll go
VII
Now the Dreadnought’s has reached the banks of Newfoundland,
Where the water’s so green
and the bottom so sand;
Where the fish in the waves
They swim to and fro,
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
with the ice and the snow
VIII
Now the Dreadnought’s lying
on the long .. shore
??
as we have done before
? your main topsail ?
Bound away in the Dreadnought,
to the west’ard we’ll go
IX
And now we arrived
in New York once more,
We’ll go to the land we adore,
we call for strong liquors
and merry we’ll be
Drink to the health to the Dreadnought, where’er she may be.
X
So here’s health to the Dreadnought
and all her brave crew;
To bold Captain Samuels
and his officers too.
Talk about your flash packets, Swallowtail and Black Ball,
but the Dreadnought’s
he clipper to beat one and all
XI
Now my story is finish
and my tale it is told
forgive me, old shipmates,
if you think that I’m bold;
for this song was composed
while the watch was below
and at the health
in the Dreadnought we’ll go.
Traduzione italiano di Cattia Salto
I
C’è un postale biricchino
un postale  rinomato
che appartiene a New York
e si chiama la Dreadnought.
Fa rotta per l’Occidente
dove scorrono i flutti impetuosi,
verso Occidente imbarcati
sulla Dreadnought andremo.
Coro
Derry down, down, down derry down

II
Il tempo della partenza
si avvicina
Addio belle fanciulle,
dobbiamo dirvi addio,
addio vecchia Inghilterra
e a tutti  i nostri cari
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente faremo rotta
III
Ora leviamo l’ancora
dal molo di Waterlock
dove i ragazzi e le ragazze
si ammassano sulla banchina
ci saluteranno con gli applausi
mentre faranno scorrere le lacrime
dicendo ” Dio benedica la Dreadnought ovunque vada”
IV
Ora la Dreadnought
è in rada nel fiume  Mercey
in attesa dell’Independence
che la rimorchierà fino al mare;
per superare il Faro
dove il Mersey s’alza
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente andremo
III
La Dreadnought fa vela
verso il Mare d’Irlanda,
i suoi passeggeri felici
con i cuori pieni di gioia,
mentre i marinai come tigri
camminano sui ponti indaffarati
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente andremo
IV
La Dreadnought naviga
l’oceano Atlantico
mentre le onde alte ruggiscono
e scorrono lungo le sue fiancate
con le vele dispiegate
per mostrare la Croce Rossa
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente andremo
V
Ora la Dreadnought  ha raggiunto
i Banchi di Terranova
dove l’acqua è così verde
e il fondale è sabbioso
dove i pesci nel mare
nuotano a frotte
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
con ghiaccio e neve
VIII
Ora la Dreadnought è in rada
sulla lunga spiaggia ..
?
come abbiamo già fatto prima
?
imbarcati sulla Dreadnought
verso Occidente andremo
IX
E ora  che siamo arrivati
ancora una volta a New York,
andremo nella terra che adoriamo,
a ordinare liquori forti
e felice saremo
a bere alla salute della Dreadnought,
ovunque vada
X
Alla salute della Dreadnought
e a tutta la sua ciurma di bravi
al valente Capitano Samuel
e anche ai suoi ufficiali
e riguardo i vostri postali rapidi
Swallowtail e Black Ball,
la Dreadnought
è il clipper che li supera tutti.
XI
Ora la mia storia è finita
e ho raccontato tutto
perdonatemi vecchio compagni
se credete che sia stato audace;
perchè questa canzone è stata composta nel turno di riposo
e alla salute della Dreadnought

continua

FONTI
http://www.fresnostate.edu/folklore/ballads/LD13.html
http://www.shippingwondersoftheworld.com/dreadnought.html
http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/sea-shanty/Dreadnought.htm
http://www.contemplator.com/sea/dread.html
http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/shanty/isingofa.htm
http://czteryrefy.pl/data/dskgrtx/teksty/eteksty/eng_flashfrigate.html
http://www.boundingmain.com/lyrics/dreadnaught.htm
https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=62355
https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=85200

Sono gli stronzi a governare la Marina

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“Asshole Rules the Navy” è una sea song in stile sboccato e molto trash, per una perfetta  “pirate song”: registrata da Salty Dick per il suo album “Uncensored Sailor Songs” (2004) è intitolata anche “Backside rules the Navy” nella versione di Oscar Brand (1958).

Oscar Brand in “Bawdy Sea Chanteys.” 1958: l’accento è molto  “British gentleman” e rende la canzone ancora più spassosa! (strofe I, II, VI)

Iggy Pop & A Hawk and a Hacksaw in Son Of Rogues Gallery ‘Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys ANTI 2013 (strofe I, II, VI)

Pyrates! in Uncharted Lands 2014: gli olandesi Pyrates! aggiungono ulteriori strofe


I
Let us sing a bit of good old Captain Kitt,
Who sat one morning early in the head.
A bee came flying past and it stung him on the ass,
And this is what the gallant captain said.
“Asshole(1) rules the Navy,
asshole rules the sea.
If you want a bit of bum,
better get it from your chum –
You’ll get no ass from me.”
II
Now we’ll hear some rhymes of Yeoman Second Grimes
Who ran the hook that hoisted up the mail.
One day as he stood watch it caught him in the crotch
And he cried as he went flying o’er the rail/”It doesn’t matter..”
III
Let us sing at gait (2),
as cook was running late
as the second mate searched below the decks
He caught him dashing past, run him up his mast
and this is what the shipman had to say..
IV
The skipper wore his caps, over good old fashion maps
and for the good ole seaman he did call
they started having fun, as he filled him up with…..rum
and this is what the captain had to say….
V
Next we’ll sing a while, of a man with bags o’ style
for his shoes were made of Aussie crocodile
as he sat there on the docks,
We showed him all our….rocks
and this is what the bos’n had to say….
VI
And now to end my song I’ll sing of AB Long
Whose member was not like his name at all.
When asked if he would tell how
he got along so well
His answer simply was as I recall,
“It’s very simple…”
traduzione italiano di Cattia Salto
I
Lasciateci un po’ cantare del buon vecchio Capitano Kitt
che si è seduto un mattino presto a prua,
un’ape venne volando e lo punzecchiò sul culo
e questo è ciò che quel galantuomo disse
“Sono gli stronzi a governare la Marina,
gli stronzi a governare il mare
se hai voglia di culo
è meglio che lo prendi dal tuo camerata
perchè non avrai il mio culo”
II
Abbiamo sentito dei versi dall’Ufficiale di Seconda classe Grimes
che gestiva il gancio per sollevare la posta
un giorno che stava in piedi a guardare, lo presero per il cavallo dei pantaloni
e lui gridò mentre volava fuori dalla fiancata/ “Non preoccuparti ..
III
Lasciateci cantare a modo nostro
quando il cuoco era in ritardo
mentre il secondo lo cercava sotto coperta
lo soprese con un balzo; e lo fece correre sulla sua asta
e questo è quello che il capitano aveva da dire..
IV
Il comandante indossava i berretti su delle brave muffole vecchio stile
e chiamò il bravo vecchio marinaio, iniziarono a divertirsi mentre lo riempiva con .. il rum
e questo è quello che il capitano aveva da dire..
V
Poi canteremo ancora di un uomo con un sacco di eleganza
perchè le scarpe erano fatte di coccodrillo australiano e quando si sedette sul molo noi gli mostrammo le nostre .. “rocce” e questo è quello che il nostromo aveva da dire..
VI
E ora per finire la canzone canterò di AB Long
il cui membro non era affatto come il suo nome.
Quando interrogato se avesse voluto raccontare come si trovasse così bene
la risposta fu semplice se ben ricordo/”E’ molto semplice ..

NOTE
1) Backside in italiano possiamo tradurre anche con “idioti”
2) our own way

FONTI
http://www.shantynet.com/shanties/histories-and-additional-info/arsehole-rules-additional-information/

http://www.horntip.com/mp3/fieldwork/horntip_collection/p/micca_patterson/sambo_was_a_lazy_coon__asshole_rules_the_navy.htm
http://www.horntip.com/mp3/2000s/2004_salty_dicks_uncensored_sailor_songs_(CD)/02_asshole_rules_the_navy.htm
https://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=73406