G 
Well weren't we the rare oul' stock 

Spent the evenin' gettin' locked 
D 
Up in the Ace O' Hearts 
                     G                             C  
Where the high stools were engaging 
G 
Over the Butt Bridge, down by the dock, 

The boat she sailed at five o'clock. 
D 
'Hurry boys, now', said Whack, 
        G                                         C 
'Or before we're there we're all be back.' 
G 
Carry him if you can  
G                                        D                G 
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man. 
 

G  
Before we reached the Alexander Bace 

The ding dong we did surely raise 
D 
In the bar of the ship we had great sport 
              G                                 C                      
As the boat she sailed out of the port 
G 
Landed up in the Douglas Head 

Enquired for a vacant bed 
D 
The dining room we soon got shown 
            G                       C 
By a decent woman up the road 
G 
'Lads, ate it if you can.' 
G                                    D                    G 
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man. 
 G 
Next morning we went for a ramble round 

Viewed the sights of Douglas Town 
D 
Then we went for a mighty session 
        G                             C 
In a pub they call Dick Darbies. 
G 
We must have been drunk by half past three 

To sober up we went swimmin' in the sea 
D 
Back to the digs for the spruce up 
            G                              C  
And while waitin' for the rosie 
G 
We all drew up our plan. 
G                                      D                   G 
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man. 
  

G 
That night we went to the Texas Bar, 

Came back down by horse and car 
D 
Met Big Jim and all went in 
        C                              G   
To drink some wine in Yates?s 
G 
The Liverpool Judies it was said 

Were all to be found in the Douglas Head. 
D 
McShane was there in his suit and shirt. 
            G                                  C         
Them foreign girls he was tryin' to flirt. 
G 
Sayin', 'Here, girls, I'm your man.' 
G                                      D                     G 
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man 
 

G  
Whacker fancied his good looks 

On an Isle of Man woman he was struck 
 

D 
But a Liverpool lad was by her side 
         G                                 C 
And he throwin' the jar into her. 
G 
Whacker thought he'd take a chance 

He asked the quare one out to dance 
D 
Around the floor they stepped it out 
         G                             C 
And to Whack it was no bother 
G 
Everythin' was goin' to plan. 
G                                     D                    G 
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man. 
 

G                                          
The Isle of Man woman fancied Whack 

Your man stood there till his mates came back 
D 
Whack! they all whacked into Whack 
              G                        C 
Whack was landed on his back. 
G 
The police force arrived as well, 

Banjoed a couple of them as well 
D 
Landed up in the Douglas jail 
          G                             C 
Until the Dublin boat did sail, 
G 
Deported every man. 
G                                       D                  G 
The crack was ninety in the Isle of Man.