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34 Music of the Waters. |
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Solo.—Where there's roses red and violets blue, Up aloft that yard must go, I thought I heard the skipper say, That he would put her through to-day, Shake her up, and let her go, Stretch her leech and shew her clew, One pull more, and that will do, Chorus.—Hurrah, Hilo.
Solo.—One pull more, and that will do, ■ Chorus.—Tom's gone to Hilo. Belay!
Like most chanties, the lines of " Tommy's gone to Hilo " are repeated every time, the chorus being the same for the first repetition, and changing a little at the second. The pull is made on the word " Hilo."
The following song was written down for me by a sailor. He is also responsible for the tune, which to my great astonishment, he wrote out. He told me that it was a favourite as a forecastle song, and was always received with enthusiasm at concerts on board ship. The chorus is set to " Rule Britannia," and as the words are really funny, I do not wonder at its popularity :— |
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Solo.—There was a rich young farmer, And he lived on Salisbury Plain, He loved a rich knight's daughter And she loved him again. But the knight he was distressed That they should sweethearts be, That they got the farmer pressed, And he sent him off to sea. |
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