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The in Distress
You seamen that plough the ocean,
What landsmen do never know.
The sun gangs over old nation;
No tongue can what you go through.
Through bitter storms in the of battle,
Now you well what I do say,
thund'ring cannons loudly rattle
There's no back to run away.
Of a merchant there was a captain;
A long they bad been drove on sea.
The proved to them so uncertain,
Which brought to extremity.
Nothing on poor souls to nourish,
Nor to strengthen their feeble
The whole ship's crew were starving,
The men were nothing but and bone.
The cats and how they did eat them,
Hunger to them 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.
fellows all stood titter totter,
Casting which of them should die.
The lot was cast on one fellow
Which had a wife at on shore,
But to of eating our fellow creatures
It was that which grieved us ten more.
'l am willing to die,'this man answered,
But to the haste away,
For perhaps some help you may
While I the Lord do pray.'
The captain said he spied a
a league from us or more,
Some signals of distress were
And soon for us she bore.
And we got provisions plenty,
And far from all such fear,
To see such pity they took us
You not help but shed a tear.
But now we're happy in old
And far all such deadly fear,
We'll unto our wives and sweethearts
And unto all we so dear.
May God all jolly sailors
And all plough the raging main;
May never see no more such trials
And never the like 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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