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The Ship in
You seamen bold that the ocean,
What landsmen do never know.
The sun gangs over old England's
No can tell what you go through.
Through bitter in the height of battle,
Now you well what I do say,
thund'ring cannons loudly rattle
There's no back to run away.
Of a merchant ship there was a
A long time they bad drove on sea.
The weather proved to so uncertain,
Which brought to extremity.
Nothing on board poor to nourish,
Nor to strengthen feeble arms;
The whole ship's were nearly starving,
The men nothing but skin and bone.
The and dogs how they did eat them,
Hunger proving to severe;
Captain and men of one
all of them went equal shares.
At length, at the hour came on them,
The hour came on them bitterly.
Poor fellows all titter totter,
lots which of them should die.
The lot was cast on one poor
had a wife at home on shore,
But to think of eating our creatures
It was which grieved us ten times more.
'l am willing to die,'this man answered,
But to the haste away,
For perhaps some help you may
I unto the Lord do pray.'
The captain said he a vessel
About a league us or more,
Some of distress were fired
And soon for us she bore.
And we got provisions plenty,
And far all such deadly fear,
To see such pity they took us
You could not help but a tear.
But now we're happy in old
And far from all deadly fear,
drink unto our wives and sweethearts
And unto all we so dear.
May God all jolly sailors
And all that plough the raging
May they never see no more such
And know the like again.
From Oxford Book of Sea Songs,
Somewhat different recorded by Killen, 40 North to 40
and by Lloyd (Haul on the Bowline)?
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