Lyrics Fathom the Bowl - The Longest Johns

Come all you bold heroes, give an ear to my song
I'll sing in the praise of good brandy and rum
It's a clear crystal fountain over England doth roll
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

From France we do get brandy, from Jamaica comes rum (Rum)
Sweet oranges and apples from Portugal come (Scrumptious)
But stout and strong cider are England's control
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

My wife she do grieve me when I'm lying at my ease (Bastard)
She does as she likes, and she says as she please (Quite right)
Me wife is the devil, her heart's black as coal
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

My father he do lie at the bottom of the sea
With no stone at his head, ah, but what care have he
While a clear crystal fountain over England doth roll
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

I'll fathom the bowl, I'll fathom the bowl
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl

I'll fathom the bowl
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl