Oh, the times wuz hard an’ the wages low. Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
But not once more ashore we’ll go and it’s time for us to leave her.
Leave her, Johnny, leave her. Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her.
For the voyage is done and the winds don’t blow, and it’s time for us to leave her.

Oh, I thought I heard the old man say. Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
Tomorrow ye will get your pay, and it’s time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her. Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her.
For the voyage is done and the winds don’t blow, and it’s time for us to leave her.

Oh, sing that we boys will never be. Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
In a hungry bitch the likes o’she, and it’s time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her. Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her.
For the voyage is done and the winds don’t blow, and it’s time for us to leave her.

The rats have gone and we, the crew, Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
It’s time, be damned, that we went too, and it’s time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her. Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her.
For the voyage is done and the winds don’t blow, and it’s time for us to leave her.

The sails are furled and our work is done. Leave her, Johnny, leave her.
And now ashore! We’ll have our bit of fun and it’s time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her. Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her.
For the voyage is done and the winds don’t blow, and it’s time for us to leave her.