sł. trad.
mel. trad. "Tiddy High-O!"

Oh! now we are bound for ol' Bristol Town - Tiddy high O! high hay!
Good bye to them black gals, the yellars an' the browns.
- Tiddy high O! high hay! high hay! Tiddy high O! high hay!

Oh, old Sally Racket of Kingston Town - Tiddy high O! high hay!
I spent quite a packet on her new silk gown.
- Tiddy high O! high hay! high hay! Tiddy high O! high hay!

We loaded our packet with sugar an' rum - Tiddy high O! high hay!
Goodbye to Jamaicy, its gals, an' its sun.
- Tiddy high O! high hay! high hay! Tiddy high O! high hay!

We're bound to the nor'ward, to the ice an' the snow - Tiddy high O!...
We're bound to the nor'ward - O Lord let 'er go!
- Tiddy high O! high hay! high hay! Tiddy high O! high hay!

An' when we gets back to ol' Bristol Town - Tiddy high O!...
- Tis there we will drink an' sorrow soon drown.
- Tiddy high O! high hay! high hay! Tiddy high O! high hay!