The Lowestoft Boat (East Coast Patrols of the War)

IN LOWESTOFT a boat was laid Mark well what I do say And she was built for the herring trade But she has gone a-rovin, a-rovin, a-rovin, The Lord knows where ! They gave her Government coal to burn, And a Q.F. gun at bow and stern, And sent her out a-rovin, a-rovin, a-rovin, The Lord knows where ! Her skipper was mate of a bucko ship Which always killed one man per trip, So he is used to rovin, a-rovin, a-rovin, The Lord knows where ! Her mate was skipper of a chapel in Wales, And so he fights in topper and tails - Religious tho rovin, a-rovin, a-rovin, The Lord knows where ! Her engineer is fifty-eight, So hes prepared to meet his fate, Which aint unlikely rovin, a-rovin, a-rovin, The Lord knows where ! Her leading stokers seventeen, So he dont know what the Judgements mean, Unless he cops them rovin, a-rovin, a-rovin, The Lord knows where ! Her chef was cook in the Lost Dogs Home, Mark well what I do say And Im sorry for Fritz when they all come A-rovin, a-rovin, a-roarin and a-rovin, Round the North Sea rovin, The Lord knows where !