Come all you bold heroes, Give an ear to my song
And I’ll sing you in praise, Of good brandy and rum
There’s a clear crystal fountain, In England shall roam
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl.

Chorus
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
Sweet oranges and lemons, from Portugal come
But beer and strong cider, are England’s control
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl.

Chorus

My wife she do lie, in her bed at her ease
She does as she likes, and she says as she please
My wife she’s a devil, she’s as black as the coal
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl.

Chorus

My father do lie, in the depths of the sea
No stone at ’is head but what matter to me
May the sharks have his body, and the Lord rest his soul
Give me the punch ladle, I’ll fathom the bowl.

Chorus