The Bold Rumjacker Lyrics

Well, i am just come down through sydney town jacking rum for a penny so me botany bound. my penance paid, my liberty found. i'll take me a life of leisure.
i were told by a wealthy american man “better get you to van demons' land, there's a bevy of beauties, bonnet in hand, and there's no' enough boys to please them”.
i'm a heedrum hoedrum, scaliwag and hoodlum. come now lassie, won't you take my hand? you're a top weed cracker, i'm a bold rum jacker, with 2 fish suppers and a parafin lamp.
i'm scottish born and australian bred, i'm strong in the arm and soft in the head though i'm a gatlin gun, in your manito bed and your rogue gonna dinnae fear her.
oh, i love like a devil and i fight like hell. if the left doesn't take you then the right one will. i'll swing like a bloody cathedral bell and i'll share you a jar a quarte.
i'm a heedrum hoedrum, scaliwag and hoodlum come now lassie, won't you take my hand? you're a top weed cracker, i'm a bold rum jacker, with 2 fish suppers and a parafin lamp.
we'll see if you feel the same tonight when your stripped to your boots by the cold moonlight, when you're slappin my face and pullin me tight beggin' john “don't ever leave me”.
you're a a heedrum hoedrum, scaliwag and hoodlum. come now laddie, should i take your hand? bring a bottle of buffy and you might get lucky with 2 fish suppers and a parafin lamp.
i'm a heedrum hoedrum, scaliwag and hoodlum. come now lassie, won't you take my hand. you're a top weed cracker i'm a bold rum jacker, with two fish suppers and a parafin lamp.

(Thanks to Paula for these lyrics)