A hundered years on the eastern shore 

Oh yes, oh

A hundered years on the eastern shore

A hundered years ago



I went to sail across the sea

Oh yes, oh

My love said she'd be true to me

A hundered years ago



I promised her a golden ring

Oh yes, oh

She promised me that little thing

A hundered years ago



Oh Bully John from Bolton Moor

Oh yes, oh

I knew him well that son of a whore

A hundered years ago



Oh Bully John I knew him well

Oh yes, oh

But now he's dead and gone to hell

A hundered years ago



I thought i heard the skipper say

Oh yes, oh

Just one more pull and then belay

A hundered years ago-o!