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Salty Dick
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Banks of the Sacramento
As I was walking down the strand, Hoo dah, hoo dah. I spied two bitches hand in hand. Oh, hoo dah day.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californi-o. There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass On the banks of the Sacramento.
I chose the one with the curly locks; Hoo dah, hoo dah. She's the bugger that gave me the pox. Oh, hoo dah day.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californi-o. There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass On the banks of the Sacramento.
So off to the doctor I did go Hoo dah, hoo dah. Prick and balls I had to show. Oh, hoo dah day.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californi-o. There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass On the banks of the Sacramento.
In come the doctor with a bloody big lance Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Hoo dah, hoo dah. Said, 'Now, young sailor, I'll make ye dance.' Oh, hoo dah day.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californi-o. There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass On the banks of the Sacramento.
In come the nurse with a mustard poultice Hoo dah, hoo dah. She jammed it on, but I took no notice. Oh, hoo dah day.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californi-o. There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass On the banks of the Sacramento.
Now I'm well and free from pain Hoo dah, hoo dah. If I meet that whore I'll fuck her again. Oh, hoo dah day.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californi-o. There's plenty of grass to wipe your ass On the banks of the Sacramento.
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