My father he do lie in the depths of the sea,
With stones at his feet, but what matters for he?
There's a clear crystal fountain there England does roll
[00:12.00]Come all you bold heroes attend to my song,
[00:17.46]I'll sing in the praise of good brandy and rum,
[00:23.13]Here's a clear crystal fountain near England shall flow,
[00:30.34]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[00:36.78]I'll fathom the bowl.
[00:39.29]I'll fathom the bowl.
[00:42.58]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[00:48.68]From France we get brandy, from Jamaica comes rum,
[00:53.89]Sweet oranges and apples from Portugal come,
[01:00.20]But stout, ale and cider are England's control,
[01:07.27]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:13.35]I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:16.36]I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:19.49]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:27.47]My wife she do disturb when I sit at my ease,
[01:32.96]She'll do as she will and she'll say as she please;
[01:39.29]My wife she's the devil, she's black as the coal,
[01:46.98]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:52.71]I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:55.76]I'll fathom the bowl.
[01:58.78]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[02:36.38]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.
[02:42.65]I'll fathom the bowl.
[02:45.40]I'll fathom the bowl.
[02:48.57]Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.