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The in Distress
You seamen bold plough the ocean,
What dangers do never know.
The sun gangs over old nation;
No can tell what you go through.
Through storms in the height of battle,
Now mark you what I do say,
Where thund'ring cannons loudly
no back door to run away.
Of a merchant ship there was a
A long time bad been drove on sea.
The weather to them so uncertain,
Which brought to extremity.
Nothing on poor souls to nourish,
Nor to their feeble arms;
The whole ship's were nearly starving,
The men were but skin and bone.
The cats and how they did eat them,
Hunger proving to severe;
Captain and men of one
They all of them went shares.
At length, at length the hour on them,
The hour on them most bitterly.
Poor all stood titter totter,
lots which of them should die.
The lot was cast on one poor
Which had a wife at on shore,
But to of eating our fellow creatures
It was that grieved us ten times more.
'l am willing to die,'this man answered,
But to the haste away,
For perhaps some you may discover
While I unto the do pray.'
The captain said he a vessel
a league from us or more,
Some signals of distress were
And soon for us she bore.
And soon we got plenty,
And far from all such fear,
To see such pity they upon us
You could not but shed a tear.
But now happy in old England
And far all such deadly fear,
drink unto our wives and sweethearts
And all we love so dear.
May God protect all sailors
And all that plough the raging
May they never see no more such
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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