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3 Centuries Of Naval History In Shanties & Sea Songs With Lyrics & Notes

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When we came up to the boom we found it so secure, The cannon from their batteries on us poor lads did pour; But soon we cut our way through, like lions sprang on shore, And soon five hundred pirates lay bleeding in their gore.
Huzza, etc.
While they were bleeding in their gore we rushed into their town, And there the produce of many a gallant ship we found; For plunder and distribution, boys, it was our whole intent: In one hour and twenty minutes the town to ashes sent.
Huzza, etc.
When we returned to our admiral and told him the glorious
news, ' Three cheers, my boys, for England, and all the gallant crews !' So we'll drink to Admiral Cochrane, and gallant Talbot too, The officers of the squadron, and all the vessel's crew.
Huzza, etc.
Now we have returned to England, to let our friends all know How we destroyed the pirates on the coast of Borneo; For we left the flag of England by all nations to be seen: And for our reward we'll boldly go, boys, to our gracious Queen.
Huzza, etc.
Set every stitch of canvas to woo the fresh'ning wind ; Our bowsprit points to Cuba, the coast lies far behind. Filled to the hatches full, my boys, across the seas we go; There's twice five hundred niggers in the stifling hold below. ' A sail ! What say you, boys ? Well—let him give us chase A British man-of-war you say—well, let him try the race; There's not a swifter vessel ever floated on the waves Than our tidy little schooner well ballasted with slaves.'
Now stronger yet and stronger still came down the fiery breeze, And ever fast and faster sped the strange ship on the seas, Flinging each rude and bursting surge in glittering haloes back, And bearing high to heaven aloft the English Union Jack ! ' Now curses on that ensign,' the slaving captain said; ' There's little luck for slavers when the English bunting's spread. But rkck on sail and trim the ship; before we'll captured be We'll have the niggers up, my boys, and heave them in the sea.'