Sailing over the Dogger Bank

Sailing over the Dogger Bank,
Oh, wasn't it a treat?
The wind a-blowing east nor' east,
We had to give her sheet.
You ought to see us running,
The wind a-blowing free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank
To Great Grimsby.

So watch her, twigger,
She's a proper juber-ju.
Give her the sheet and let her rip,
We're the boys to pull her through.
You ought to see us running,
The wind a-blowing free,
On a passage from the Dogger Bank to Great Grimsby.