Oh, don’t you just hear the old man say?
Goodbye, fare-thee-well! Goodbye, fare-thee-well!
Oh, don’t you hear the old man say?
Hurrah, me boys! We’re homeward bound!

We’re homeward bound to Liverpool Town
Where all them judies, they will come down

And when we gets to the Wallasey Gates
Oh, Sally and Polly for their flash men do wait

And one to the other you’ll hear them say
Oh, here he comes Johnny with his fourteen months pay!

We meet these fly girls and we’ll ring the old bell
And with them judies, we’ll raise merry hell

We’re homeward bound to the gals of the town
And stamp up me bullies and heave it around

And when we gets home, boys, oh, won’t we fly ’round
We’ll heave up the anchor to this bully sound

We’re all homeward bound for the old backyard
Then heave, me bullies, we’re all bound homeward

Oh, heave with a will, boys, oh, heave long and strong
And sing a good chorus for ’tis a good song

We’re homeward bound, we’ll have you to know
And over the water to England must go!