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56 Music of the Waters. |
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8. Now I'm in Philadelphia, and working on the canal, To go home in one o' them packet-ships, I'm sure
I never shall.
9. But I'll go home in a National boat, that carries
both steam and sail, Where you get soft tack every day, and none of your yellow meal.
In this song each line is repeated, so that the anchor may be up ere it is finished. |
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GOOD-BYE, FARE YE WELL !
This is the last of the English chanties I shall quote. It is also a capstan song:— |
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(Affettuoso.)
Solo.—It's of a flash packet, a packet I've seen, Chorus.—Good-bye, fare ye well. Good-bye, fare ye well.
Solo.—She's a hearty flash packet—the Dreadnought's her name. Chorus,—Hurrah, me boys ! we're bound to go! |
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