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For plunder, my boys, did crown our joys After that strong place we had won : We did revel and roar and booze it on shore, And forgot all the dangers we had run.
In the king's store-house we found
The value of several thousand pounds,
Which with great joy we brought away,
And did on board our ships convey :
Our success was crown'd with plunder we found,
While the cowardly Spaniards from us fled ;
So great was their fear, they would not us come near,
For Vernon had fill'd them all with dread.
When we had all their treasure seiz'd,
And freely plunder'd where we pleas'd,
And none but rubbish did remain,
Their store-houses we set on flames :
Thus we burnt them down quite unto the ground :
A heap of ashes for to view ;
Let the cowards know, tho' they did insult us so,
What noble Admiral Vernon can do.
Our jolly tars, brave, noble hearts,
And the brave marines did play their parts ;
The officers their orders gave,
Which the men performed as brave.
They never did flinch, nor gave back an inch,
But sweet revenge was all their cry :
They scorn'd for to run from the mouth of a gun,
But with Vernon and Ogle would conquer or die.
For the proud Queen of Spain we care not a fart !
For Carthageen she may break her heart;
Of Don Blass, that cowardly tool,
Brave Vernon did make an April fool:
For 'twas upon that day we made him run away,
Unto our noble admiral's fame :
Then fill a brimming glass, and round let it pass,
To Admiral Vernon and Ogle's name.
Come, brave boys, a health begin, And fill your glasses to the brim; A health to Admiral Vernon brave; To Sir Chaloner Ogle another we'll have;