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38 Music of the Waters. |
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Solo.—A Yankee ship came down the river, Chorus.—Blow, boys, blow.
Solo.—A Yankee ship came down the river, Chorus.—Blow, my bully boys, blow.
Solo.—And who do you think was skipper of her ? And who do you think was skipper of her ? Dandy Jim from old Carolina, Chorus.—Blow, my bully boys, blow. Solo.—Dandy Jim from old Carolina,
And who do you think was second greaser ? Why, Pompey Squash that big buck nigger, And what do you think they had for dinner ? Monkey's lights and donkey's liver, And what do you think they had for supper ? Hard tack and Yankee leather, Then blow, my boys, for better weather, Chorus.—Blow, boys, blow.
Solo.—Then blow, my boys, for better weather, Chorus.—Blow, my bully boys, blow.
Solo.—What do you think was the name of this clipper ? The Flying Cloud, with a cranky skipper, Then up aloft that yard must go, One more pull and then belay, I think I heard our old man say, Chorus.—Blow, boys, blow.
Solo.—He set more sail and give her way, We'll hoist it high before we go, Another good pull and make it stay, And then we've finished for to-day, And then we've finished for to-day, Chorus.—Blow, my bully boys, blow. |
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