(:redirect quiet=1:) %abc-2.1 X:1 T:Blood Red Roses C:Trad Z:Webmaster K: W: W:1 W:Our boots and clothes are all in pawn, W:(ch) Go down, you blood red roses, go down. W:(v) And it's mighty drafty around Cape Horn, W:(ch) Go down, you blood red roses, go down. W:Oh, you pinks and posies W:Go down you blood red roses, go down. W: W:2 W:You've had your advance and to sea you must go W:A-chasin' whales through the frost and the snow. W: W:3 W:Oh my old mother, she wrote to me, W:My dearest son come home from sea W: W:4 W:But 'round Cape Born you've got to go W:For that is where them whalefish blow. W: W:5 W:Just one more and that'll do, W:For we're the gang to kick her through. % % % % % % % % %]