Lyrics
And a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
and we’ll all hang on behind
And, we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along
and we’ll all hang on behind
And a plate of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
And a plate of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
And a plate of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
and we’ll all hang on behind
And, we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along
and we’ll all hang on behind
Oh, a nice fat cook wouldn’t do us any harm…
And, we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along
and we’ll all hang on behind
Oh, a nice watch below wouldn’t do us any harm…
And, we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along
and we’ll all hang on behind
Oh, a good night ashore wouldn’t do us any harm…
And, we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along,
we’ll roll the old chariot along
and we’ll all hang on behind