Sons of the L.O.L and were all British boys,
Sail on the ocean, laughing folks to scorn,
God bless them, may they build their ships by night,
and think that they know the game,
but you can't beat the boys of the L.O.L,
That made old England's name.

Sons of the sea, bobbin' up and down like this.
Over the ocean, bobbin' up and down like this.
You can build a ship, my friend, bobbin' up and down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, bobbin' up and
down like this.

Sons of the sea, hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down
like this.
Over the ocean, hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down
like this.
You can build a ship, my friend, hitchin' up your pants and
bobbin' up and down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, hitchin' up
your pants and bobbin' up and down like this.

Sons of the sea, climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants
and bobbin' up and down like this.
Over the ocean, climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants
and bobbin' up and down like this.
You can build a ship, my friend, climbin' up the ropes and
hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up and down like this.
But you can't beat the boys of the bulldog breed, climbin' up the
ropes and hitchin' up your pants and
Climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and
Climbin' up the ropes and hitchin' up your pants and bobbin' up
and down like this!