No. 22 - Song - Captain Pott and Chorus
Capt. Pott: | I'm famous Captain Pott, |
Chorus: | Tin Pott! Tin Pott! |
Capt. Pott: | A terror to the skuller and the lubber, |
Chorus: | Lubber! |
Capt. Pott: | A pretty toughish lot! |
Chorus: | Fish lot! Fish lot! |
Capt. Pott: | I'm little, but I'm steel and India rubber! |
Chorus: | Rubber! |
Capt. Pott: | I run an ocean tramp That's dirty, also damp, And shakes her rivets out when she's in motion; |
Chorus: | Motion! |
Capt. Pott: | But I will back my boat With anything afloat To race from point to point across the ocean! |
Chorus: | Ocean, ah! |
Capt. Pott: | They're all after Pott, They're all after Pott, The liner, the cruiser, the collier, the yacht; But I put my steam on And go like a demon, And they don't get round the Captain! |
Chorus: | They're all after Pott, They're all after Pott, The liner, the cruiser, the collier, the yacht; But he puts his steam on And goes like a demon, And they don't get round the Captain! |
Capt. Pott: | The ladies welcome Pott, |
Chorus: | Compote! Compote! |
Capt. Pott: | They flash around to fold me in embraces, |
Chorus: | Braces! |
Capt. Pott: | And kisses warm or hot, |
Chorus: | Oh, rot! Oh, rot! |
Capt. Pott: | I print upon their proud and pretty faces! |
Chorus: | Faces! |
Capt. Pott: | I'm loved by many a queen, In Africa, I mean, With all the tropic ardour of the Zulu; |
Chorus: | Zulu! |
Capt. Pott: | My fascinating smiles Allured the Sandwich Isles, And conquered half the hearts of Honolulu! |
Chorus: | Lulu, ah! |
Capt. Pott: | They're all after Pott, They're all after Pott, I cannot resist them, and so I do not! When maidens are tender I promptly surrender, For they all get round the Captain! |
Chorus: | They're all after Pott, They're all after Pott, I cannot resist them, and so I do not! When maidens are tender I promptly surrender, For they all get round the Captain! |
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