Oh, I thought I heard the old man say, Leave her, Johnny, leave her. It's a long hard pull to the next payday, and It's time for us to leave her. Leave her, Johnny, leave her, Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her. For the voyage is done and the winds don't blow, and it's time for us to leave her. Now the winds were foul and the work was hard, Leave her, Johnny, leave her. From the Liverpool docks to the London yard, and It's time for us to leave her. Now the skipper was bad but the mate was worse, Leave her, Johnny, leave her. He would cut you down with a swipe and a curse, and it's time for us to leave her. Now it was rotten meat and moldy bread, Leave her, Johnny, leave her. You would eat it or you would starve to death, And it's time for us to leave her. Now it's time for us to say farewell, Leave her, Johnny, leave her. For now those pumps are all pumped dry, And it's time for us to leave her.