Blow, Liza, Blow
Maritime Song
Traditional Bahamian Song, c. 1935


SHANTY SINGERS AND BALLADEERS

We're singing this in ?
CLICK ON THE
LINKS BELOW
Return to the Home Page
MAINIACS!
CLICK HERE!
"GOING OVERBOARD"

More about the CD
click HERE
"LOST AT SEA"

More about the CD
click HERE
"MAIDEN VOYAGE"

More about the CD
click HERE
BOOKING INFORMATION
ABOUT US

The Crew

Photo Gallery
Fun Art
Videos
Testimonials
Contact Us
ReverbNation
MySpace
PRESS

LYRICS

HISTORY

Shanties
Bounding Main
Historic Seadogs
Inside a Galleon
Flotsam
Terminology

Past Venues

Ship's Log

Ship's Log Archive 7/03 - 5/06

Links

Sponsorship

Amazon.com
OUR CDS AVAILABLE NOW ON AMAZON.COM
BOUNDING MAIN REFERENCE LIBRARY
LISTEN FOR
BOUNDING MAIN
ON
Visit Highlander Radio for the best in Celtic music!
HOME
REVISED 02/07/08

 

Chorus
This is the winter,
Every spring and summer,
We need another jolly boy,
To lead this cable over.

Blow Liza blow, (now)
Blow dear Liza blow,
Blow Liza, blow Liza,
Blow Liza blow.

Tell you ‘bout my Liza,
That’s a tough-lookin’ woman.
That Liza, she’s blowin’ forever,
Blow Liza blow.  (Chorus)

You know what I’m tryin’ to,
Love you Liza, tell you true.
I’ve got the woman I’m gonna love,
Blow Liza Blow.

Callin’ you Liza,
Three pairs and three mates.
One jolly man come back alive,
Blow Liza blow.    (Chorus)

Sometimes, people on the land,
Just trouble in mind.
Wind he was mad and called his grip,
Blow Liza blow

Some was workin,’
To the land to him.
Before the high wind strike,
Blow Liza blow.

Up sails,
Try to bring it ‘round.
One of them fall right over,
Blow Liza blow.  (Chorus)

I got time,
I better dance these girls in town.
People in town just trouble in mind,
Blow Liza blow.

I got time, now all right,
People in the boat.
Turn the yard up to port,
Blow Liza blow.

Now the men calling
Who made ‘em in, eh?
All those callin’, “Who come back, hey?”
Blow Liza blow.  (Chorus)

No more today,
Tellin’ the tale.
I didn’t see them, I just come back, me,
Blow Liza blow.

I got time,
People swallowed up on the ocean.
I could hear some people cry,
Blow Liza blow.

Tell you,
That boy way young to die.
That’s the word his woman cry’n,
Blow Liza blow. 

(Chorus)
This is the winter,
Every spring and summer,
We need another jolly boy,
To lead this cable over.

Now this is the winter,
Commence the spring and summer.
Now we need another jolly boy,
To lead this cable over.

Oh that storm,
That wonderful storm.
Blow Liza, blow Liza, blow Liza, blow.

Oh that storm,
Going to make the men alone.
And that storm will blow today,
Blow Liza blow.


A song from the Bahamas where the sponge fisherman battle the storms every spring and summer which results in losing yet another jolly boy.  We have a surplus of jolly boys ourselves and will be donating one soon. — Gina Dalby.

This may be the same storm that spawned the song "Run, Come, See." — Dean Calin