Room for a lad [bad word] from seas,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
That gladly now would take his ease,
And therefore make me room man.
To France, the Netherlands and Spain,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
I crossed the seas and back again,
And therefore make me room man.

Yet in these countries there lived I,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
The valiant soldiers I've seen die
And therefore make me room man.
Ten hundred gallants there I killed,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
And besides a world of blood I spilled,
And therefore make me room man.

In Germany I took a town,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
Threw the walls there upside down,
And therefore make me room man.
At Tilbury Camp with Captain Drake
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
I made the Spanish fleet to quake,
And therefore make me room man.

At Holland Leaguer there I fought,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
But there the service proved too hot,
And therefore make me room man.
Then from the League returned I
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
Naked, Hungry, cold and dry
And therefore make me room man.

But here I've now [bad word] the globe.
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
And I'm returned a poor as Job,
And therefore make me room man.
And now I'm safe returned here,
Hey! Jolly Broom Man,
Here's to you in a cup of English beer,
And therefore make me room man.