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Spanish Ladies
Lyrics from Iron Men & Wooden
Ships, by Frank Shay |
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Farewell and adieu to
you, my fair Spanish ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, you ladies of Spain,
For we've received orders for to sail to old
England;
But we hope very soon we shall see you
again.
Well rant and we'll roar like true
British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt
seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of
old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five
leagues.
Then we hove our ship to with the wind at
sou'-west, my boys,
We hove our ship to our soundings for to
see;
So we rounded and sounded, and got
forty-five fathoms,
We squared our mainyard, up channel steered
we.
Well rant and we'll roar like true
British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt
seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of
old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five
leagues.
Now the first land we made it is called the
Deadman,
Then Ram Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland,
and Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlee and
Dungeness,
Until we came abreast of the South Foreland
Light.
Well rant and we'll roar like true
British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt
seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of
old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five
leagues.
Then the signal was made for the grand fleet
for to anchor,
All in the Downs that night for to meet;
Then it's stand by your stoppers, let go
your shank painters,
Haul all your clew garnets, stick out tacks
and sheets.
Well rant and we'll roar like true
British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt
seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of
old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five
leagues.
Now let every man toss of a full bumper,
And let every man toss off a full bowl;
And we'll drink and be merry and drown
melancholy,
Singing, here's a good health to all
true-hearted souls.
Well rant and we'll roar like true
British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt
seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of
old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five
leagues. |
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