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JACK TAR 235
Their men-of-war we'll make to rattle; Spain shall tremble at the
sight; Haste, brave boys, away to battle; the French nor they could
never fight
British courage should never be daunted at the talk of Spanish
war[s]; While that seamen they are want[ed] we'll freely enter, like jolly
tars. For to humble the proud Spaniards we'll sail along so brave and
true, And make the Spaniards to knock under and the French cry out,
' Morbleu.'
So come along, my jolly sailors, enter along with tars so true ; We are the men that fear no dangers, but soon will make the
Spaniards rue. Success to all our brave commanders that do plough the raging
main, Likewise to our jolly sailors, for to conquer France and Spain. |
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JACK TAR.
' Come, brave, honest Jack Tar, once more will you venture ? Press warrants they are out; I would have you to enter. Take some rich Spanish prize, as we've done before, O.' ' Yes, and be cheated of them all, as we were the last war, O.'
' No man that sails with me shall e'er be abused ;
So, Jack, come and enter; you shall be well used.
You shall be boatswain's mate, Jack; so boldly come and enter
And not like a dog be haul'd on board of the tender.'
' Dear captain,' he said then, ' don't talk of your pressing; It's not long ago since I gave six of them a dressing.' ' I know that very well, Jack: the truth I must grant you; You are a brave, hearty fellow, and that makes me want you.
' Dear captain,' he said then, ' if the truth I do tell you, I got so much the last war that it quite fill'd my belly; For your damn'd rogues of officers they use men so cruel That a man-of-war is worse than hell or the devil. |
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