Spanish ladies

Farewell and adieu to you spanish ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of spain,
For we've received orders to sail for old england,
But we hope in a short time to see you again.

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We'll rant and we'll roar like true british sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all o'er the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old england,
From ushant to scilly is thirty five leagues.

We hove our ship to the wind from sou'west boys,
He hove our ship to for deep soundings to take,
'Twas forty five fathoms with a white sandy bottom,
So we squared our main yard and up channel did make.

The first land we sighted was called the dodman,
Next rame head off plymouth, off portsmouth the wight,
We sailed by beachy, by fairlight and dover,
And then we bore up for the south foreland light.

Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor,
And all in the downs that night for to lie,
Let fo your shank painter, let go your cat stopper,
Haul up your clew garnets let tacks and sheets fly.

Now let every man drink off his full bumper,
Now let every man drink off his full glass,
We'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy,
And here's to the health of each true hearted lass.

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