🎶 To the tune of Sloop John B by The Beach Boys
We came over from Blighty The Barmy Army and me Around convict towns we did roam (We did roam) 10 quid for a pint! Two grand for a fliiiight! With Stokes, our captain We’ll take the Urn home
So, hoist up the John B’s sail See how the main sail sets Call the captain ashore and take the Urn home (take the Urn home) We’ll take the Urn home We’ll take the urn hoooooome! With Stokes, our captain We’ll take the Urn home
Piggy once led the pack ‘Til sandpaper got him the sack He even shed a tear when on TV. (Cry on the telly! We saw you cry on the telly!) Goes pink in the heat (Goes pink in the heat) We know he’s a cheeeaat! With Stokes, our captain, We’ll take the Urn home
So, hoist up the John B sail See how the main sail sets Call the captain ashore take the Urn home (take the Urn home) We’ll take the Urn home We’ll take the Urn hoooooome! With Stokes, our captain We’ll take the Urn home
When Carey’s hanging around Be sure to stay in your ground He’ll even take the bails during a break. When he opens his gob, we know he’s a knoooob. With Stokes, our captain We’ll take the Urn home
So, hoist up the John B sail See how the main sail sets Call the captain ashore take the Urn home (take the Urn home) We’ll take the Urn home We’ll take the Urn hoooooome! With Stokes, our captain We’ll take the Urn home