Cho:
"So take up the sheet me hearties,
"Water the deck with brine,
"Lend to the oars, you sons of whores,
"None is bigger than mine.
"Three old whores from Halifax,
"Were drinking up sherry wine,
"When one of them says to the other two,
"None is bigger than mine."
Cho:
"You're a liar," says the next old whore,
"Mine's as big as the sea,
"Many a sailor has crawled clear in,
"And never a tickle to be."
Cho:
"You're a liar," says the next old whore,
"Mine's as big as the moon,
"A ship sailed in on the first of the year,
"And never came out 'til June!"
Cho:
"You're a liar," says the third old whore,
"Mine's as big as the air,
"The sun could set in the crack of my arse,
"And never singe up a hair!"
Cho:
"That's nothing said the first again,
"I'd blush to be so small,
"Many a fleet has sailed clear in,
"And never come out at all!"