great big sea hove in Long Beach,
Right fal-or-al taddle diddle I-do;
great big sea hove in Long Beach,
And Granny Snooks she lost her speech.
To me right fol-didy fol-dee.

great big sea hove in the harbour,
Right fal-or-al taddle diddle I-do;
great big sea hove in the harbour,
And hove right up to Keough's parlour.
To me right fol-didy fol-dee.

Oh, mother dear, I wants a sack,
Right fal-or-al taddle diddle I-do;
Oh, mother dear, I wants a sack,
With beads and buttons down the back.
To me right fol-didy fol-dee.

Me boot is broke, me frock is tore,
Right fal-or-al taddle diddle I-do;
But Georgie Snooks I do adore.
To me right fol-didy fol-dee.

Oh, fish is low and flour is high,
Right fal-or-al taddle diddle I-do;
Oh, fish is low and flour is high,
So Georgie Snooks he can't have I.
To me right fol-didy fol-dee.

But he will have me in the fall,
Right fal-or-al taddle diddle I-do;
If he don't I'll hoist my sail,
And say goodbye to old Canaille.
To me right fol-didy fol-dee.