Rogue’s Gallery: The Art of the Siren, #16
Song: Gavin Friday: Baltimore Whores (4:40 minutes)
from Rogue’s Gallery: Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs, and Chanteys, ANTI- 2006.
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Ayer’s Hair Vigor for the Toilet (Restores Gray Hair to its Natural Vitality and Color):
Prepared by Dr. J.C. Ayer & Co. Lowell, Mass., U.S.A., via Never Sea Land, October 6th, 2008.
1. There were four whores of Baltimore
Drinking the blood-red wine.
And all their conversation was:
“Yours is smaller than mine.”
Chorus: Timmy roly, poly, tickle my holey,
Smell on me slimy slough,
And drag your nuts across me guts,
I’m one of the whorey crew.
2. “You’re liars,” said the first whore,
“Mine’s as big as the air.
The birds fly in, the birds fly out,
And never touch a hair.”
3. “You’re liars,” said the second,
“Mine’s as big as the sea.
The ship sails in, the ship sails out,
And never troubles me.”
4. “You’re liars,” said the third whore,
“Mine’s as big as the moon.
The men jump, the men jump out,
And never touch the womb.”
5. “You’re liars,” said the last whore,
“Mine’s the biggest of all.
A fleet sailed in on the first of June,
And didn’t come back till fall.”
Explanatory liner notes by ANTI-:
Here is an example of the kind of lyrics used in some sea chanteys in their original context. Most of the verses of this sort were edited out of printed collections. The origin of this song is unclear, but I doubt that the author will come forward.