American Old Time Song Lyrics: 08 The Banks Of Newfoundland

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The Banks of Newfoundland.

There's a saucy wild packet, and a packet of fame,
She belongs to New York, and the " Dreadnought" is her name.
' She is bound to the westward, where the strong winds do blow,
Bound away in the " Dreadnought," to the westward we go.

The time of her sailing is now drawing nigh;
Farewell, pretty May, I must bid you good-bye;
Farewell to old England, and all those we hold dear,
Bound away in the " Dreadnought,1' to the westward we steer.

Oh ! the " Dreadnought" is heading out of Waterloo Dock,
Where the boys and the girls on the pier-heads do flock;
They will give us three cheers, while the tears freely flow.
Saying, God bless the " Dreadnought," wheresoe'er she may go.

Oh! the " Dreadnought" is waiting in the Mersey so free-
Waiting for the " Independence " to tow her to sea;
For to round that black rock where the Mersey does flow.
Bound away in the "Dreadnought," to the westward we'll go.

Oh ! the " Dreadnought" is a howling down the wild Irish sea.
Where the passengers are merry, with hearts full of glee;
While the sailors like lions walk the decks to and fro,
Bound away in the " Dreadnought," to the westward we'll go.

Oh ! the " Dreadnought" is sailing the Atlantic so wide.
Where the dark, heavy seas roll along her black sides;
With the sails neatly spread, and the red cross to show,
Bound away in the "Dreadnought," to the westward we'll go.

Oh ! the " Dreadnought" is becalmed on the banks of Newfoundland,
Where the water's so green and the bottom is sand;
Where the fish of the ocean swim around to and fro;
Bound away in the "Dreadnought," to the westward we'll go.

Oh 1 the " Dreadnought" has arrived in America once more;
We'll go ashore, shipmates, on the land we adore-
See our wives and our sweethearts-be merry and free-
Drink a health to the "Dreadnought," wheresoe'er she may be.

Here's a health to the " Dreadnought," and to all her brave crew,
Here's a health to her Captain, and officers, too;
Talk about your flash packets, " Swallow Tail" and " Black Ball,"
But the "Dreadnought's" the clipper to beat one and all.
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