| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The (fl) |
5-6 |
3 |
| Swelling canvas caught the breeze, The (fl) |
6-7 |
3 |
| Would you know, pretty Nancy, how we pass our time (fl) |
7-8 |
3 |
| 'Twas Saturday night, the twinkling stars (fl) |
8-9 |
5 |
| 'Twas post meridian, half past four (fl) |
10-11 |
6 |
| Oh, think on my fate! once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
11-12 |
3 |
| Come all hands, ahoy to the anchor (fl) |
13-14 |
6 |
| For England, when with fav'ring gale (fl) |
15 |
3 |
| Here, a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling (fl) |
16 |
3 |
| O you, whose lives on land are pass'd (fl) |
17 |
3 |
| 'Twas near a rock within a bay (fl) |
17-18 |
4 |
| Young William was a seaman true (fl) |
18-19 |
4 |
| Breeze was fresh, the ship in stays, The (fl) |
19-20 |
4 |
| Sweet is the ship that under sail (fl) |
21-22 |
4 |
| Come, bustle, bustle, drink about (fl) |
22-23 |
6 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer! (fl) |
23-25 |
9 |
| Stand to your guns, my hearts of oak (fl) |
25-26 |
|
| Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, d'ye see (fl) |
26-28 |
4 |
| When my money was gone that I gain'd in the wars (fl) |
28-29 |
6 |
| When scarce a handspike high (fl) |
29-30 |
6 |
| I sail'd in the good ship the Kitty (fl) |
30-31 |
4 |
| How pleasant a sailor's life passes (fl) |
31-32 |
3 |
| When first we hear the boatswain's bray (fl) |
32-33 |
4 |
| 'Twas in the good ship Rover (fl) |
34 |
4 |
| Peaceful slumbering on the ocean (fl) |
35 |
4 |
| Dear Nancy, I've sail'd the world all around (fl) |
35-36 |
3 |
| I that once was a plough-boy a sailor am now (fl) |
36-38 |
4 |
| How blest the life a sailor leads (fl) |
39-40 |
3 |
| Blow high, blow low, let tempests tear (fl) |
40-41 |
3 |
| I sail'd from the Downs in the Nancy (fl) |
41-42 |
5 |
| When I was a lad I had cause to be sad (fl) |
43-44 |
10 |
| Now coil up your nonsence 'bout England's great navy (fl) |
45-46 |
4 |
| Ye sons of old Neptune, whose spirits of steel (fl) |
47-48 |
4 |
| Huzza for the lads of the ocean (fl) |
48-49 |
6 |
| Come, messmates, cheerly lead the night (fl) |
49-51 |
5 |
| Sons of Freedom! fill your glasses (fl) |
51-52 |
6 |
| Firm on a rock Columbia stood (fl) |
52-54 |
8 |
| In a chariot of light from the regions of day (fl) |
54-55 |
4 |
| Arise, arise, Columbia's sons arise (fl) |
55-57 |
4 |
| Ye sons of Free Columbia, whose fathers dar'd the waves (fl) |
57-59 |
6 |
| Come strike the bold anthem, the war dogs are howling (fl) |
59-60 |
4 |
| Come strike up an anthem; the war dogs cease howling (fl) |
61-62 |
4 |
| As old Queen Charlotte---a worhtless old varlet (fl) |
63 |
3 |
| Shall stripes be the lot of American seamen! (fl) |
64 |
3 |
| We often have been told (fl) |
65-67 |
10 |
| When Steerwell heard me first impart (fl) |
67-68 |
3 |
| In storms, when clouds obscure the sky (fl) |
69 |
3 |