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The in Distress
You seamen that plough the ocean,
What dangers do never know.
The sun over old England's nation;
No tongue can what you go through.
Through storms in the height of battle,
Now mark you what I do say,
Where cannons loudly rattle
no back door to run away.
Of a merchant there was a captain;
A long time bad been drove on sea.
The proved to them so uncertain,
brought them to extremity.
Nothing on board poor to nourish,
Nor to their feeble arms;
The whole crew were nearly starving,
The men nothing but skin and bone.
The and dogs how they did eat them,
Hunger proving to severe;
and men of one direction
They all of went equal shares.
At length, at length the came on them,
The hour came on them bitterly.
Poor all stood titter totter,
Casting lots which of should die.
The lot was on one poor fellow
had a wife at home on shore,
But to think of eating our fellow
It was which grieved us ten times more.
'l am to die,'this young man answered,
But to the haste away,
For perhaps some help you may
I unto the Lord do pray.'
The said he spied a vessel
About a from us or more,
Some signals of were fired
And soon for us she bore.
And we got provisions plenty,
And far from all such fear,
To see such pity they upon us
You could not help but a tear.
But now happy in old England
And far from all deadly fear,
We'll drink our wives and sweethearts
And all we love so dear.
May God protect all jolly
And all that plough the raging
May they never see no such trials
And never know the again.
Oxford Book of Sea Songs, Palmer
Somewhat version recorded by Killen, 40 North to 40
North and by (Haul on the Bowline)?
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