All for Me Grog

I’m sick in my head and I haven’t been to bed
since I first came ashore with me plunder
I’ve seen centipedes and snakes and me head is full of aches
and I have to take a path for way out younder

• It’s all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
  It’s all for me beer and tobacco
  For I spent all me tin, with the lassies drinkin’ gin
  far across the western ocean I must wander
  

Where are me boots, me noggin’ noggin’ boots?
They’re all sold for beer and tobacco.
For the heels they are all worn, and the toes are kicked about
and the soles are looking out for better weather.

Where is me shirt, my noggin’ noggin’ shirt?
It’s all sold for beer and tobacco.
For the collar is worn and the sleeves they are all torn
and the tail is looking out for better weather.

I’m sick in the head and I haven’t been to bed
Since I first came ashore from me slumber.
For I spent all me dough on the lassies don’t you know
Far across the western ocean I must wander.