We hear the men before we feel
Go down, you blood red roses, go down
Harpoons that pierce our flesh with steel
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

It’s haul us on to shore again
Go down, you blood red roses, go down
To flense our fat for the cooking pan
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

It’s chase our sisters ‘round Cape Horn
Go down, you blood red roses, go down
Boil them up and send them home
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

Light the city and make it run
Go down, you blood red roses, go down
Soaps and bombs to clean your bones
Go down, you blood red roses, go down

Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down, you blood red roses, go down