Oh, it's easy come and it's easy go
With most of the little girls I know,-

Haul away, my bullies!

And when you come, and when you part,
They never take it deep to heart,-

Haul away, my bullies!

Oh, there was Martha, at Liverpool,
She never heard of the golden rule,-

Haul away, my bullies!
And there was Gulla, the Temple Girl,
And Minnie, and Marie, and Pearl,-

Haul away, my bullies!

In Rotterdam, Marseilles, Orleans,-
And each of them taught me what love means;

Haul away, my bullies!

But there is a girl that stands apart,
I can never get her out of my heart,-

Haul away, my bullies!

Oh, I try to forget, but I never can,
The girl that married another man,-

Haul away, my bullies!