The Longest Johns
The Corncrake (in the kitchen)
The summer sky, the setting sun
The corncrake steams on the Bristol run
Brandy for the waiters tray
The sailors they have earned their pay
O’er the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
O’er the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
The Brandy O’
Rolling on her deep green lay
Towards the hills of Redcliffe Bay
The corncrake steams upon her way
Through the moonlit night to the break of day
O’er the sеa the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
O’еr the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
The Brandy O’
Then the Captain, I heard tell
That’s the sound of the King Road Bell
Down the reach to the harbor side
Safe and sound from the severn tide
O’er the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
O’er the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
The Brandy O’
We then made fast both fore and aft
For the corncrake she's a pleasant craft
Now ashore to have some fun
Drinking from a bottle of rum
O’er the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
O’er the sea the Bristol town
Loaded down the brandy o’
The Brandy O’