Spanish Ladies

[00:02.56] Farewell and adieu to you fair Spanish ladies
[00:07.32] Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
[00:12.94] Cause we've received orders to sail for old England
[00:18.62] And we hope in a short time to see you again
[00:26.97] We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
[00:31.99] We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
[00:34.99] Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
[00:38.69] From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues
[00:44.92] We hove our ship to, with the wind at southwest, boys
[00:49.03] We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take
[00:52.28] 'Twas forty-five fathoms with a fine sandy bottom
[00:55.65] So we squared our main yard and up Channel did make
[00:59.34] We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
[01:03.00] We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
[01:06.80] Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
[01:10.02] From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues
[01:15.69] The first land we sighted was called the Deadman
[01:20.36] Next Ram's Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland, and Wight
[01:23.82] We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlee and Dungness
[01:27.12] Then bore straight away for the South Foreland Light
[01:30.83] We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
[01:34.50] We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
[01:38.17] Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
[01:41.45] From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues
[01:47.25] Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor
[01:51.22] And all in the Downs that night for to lie;
[01:54.96] Let go your shank painter, let go your cat stopper
[01:58.50] Haul up your clewgarnets, let tacks and sheets fly!
[02:02.58] We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
[02:05.96] We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
[02:09.69] Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
[02:13.05] From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues
[02:18.58] Let every man here drink up his full bumper
[02:22.92] Let every man here drink up his full glass
[02:26.36] We'll sing and be jolly and drown melancholy
[02:30.06] And here's to the health of my true-hearted lass
[02:34.02] We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
[02:37.65] We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas
[02:41.05] Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
[02:44.33] From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues
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