Reply #42: Fathom the Bowl (English folk song) [View All]

[LeftishBrit]

http://www.folkinfo.org/songs/displaysong.php?songid=218

Come all you bold heroes attend to my song,
I'll sing in the praise of good brandy and rum,
Here's a clear crystal fountain over England shall roll,
Give to me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.

Chorus:
I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl.
Give to me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.


From France we get brandy, from Jamaica comes rum,
Sweet oranges and lemons from Portugal come,
Strong beer and good cider in England is sold,
Give to me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.

My wife she's a tyrant, she sits at her ease,
She scolds and she grumbles, she does as she please,
She may scold, she may grumble till she's black as the coal,
Give to me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.

My father he lies in the depths of the sea,
Cold rocks for his pillow - what matter to he!
Here's a clear crystal fountain over England shall roll,
Give to me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.