A hundred years on the Eastern Shore Oh, yes, oh! A hundred years on the Eastern Shore A hundred years ago Oh, when I sailed across the sea Oh, yes, oh! My girl said she'd be true to me A hundred years ago I promised her a golden ring Oh, yes, oh! She promised me that little thing A hundred years ago Oh, Bully John was the boy for me Oh, yes, oh! A bucko at land and a bully at sea A hundred years ago It's up aloft this yard must go Oh, yes, oh! For mister mate has told us so A hundred years ago I thought I heard the skipper say Oh, yes, oh! Just one more pull and then belay A hundred years ago