The Dreadnoughts - The Bay Of Suvla lyrics

Plucked from the finest of hamlets and dales From Sydney and Bristol and Yorkshire we hail Riding the finest of summertime gales We're bound for the Bay of Suvla And it's away, Suvla Bay Haulin' away to the Suvla Bay Fare thee well my pretty young maids We're bound for the Bay of Suvla Our wake it is bursting right over the pier The engines do carry this bold chevalier To face the brave Abdul Abulbul Amir We're bound for the Bay of Suvla And it's haul 'er straight over and hard to the right The waters are clear and the sand it is white Old mr. Stopford will set us alight We're bound for the Bay of Suvla Well the wind it is fair and the stars have aligned We'll sell our salt cod for sweet olives and wine And string up the Kaiser by thanksgiving time We're bound for the Bay of Suvla!