- Created on Friday, 05 April 2013 17:30
- Written by Super User
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish Ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain;
For we've received orders for to sail for old England,
But we hope in a short time to see you again.
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar along 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 with the wind from sou'west, boys
We hove our ship to, 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 call-ed the Dodman,
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland and Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover,
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light.
Spanish Ladies: public domain. REF http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_2g_kNTBek