Citation - Providence Gazette: 1775.07.01

PGCJ.775.039
1 Jul 1775:41 (600)
From a late London paper.  
THE SAILOR'S ADDRESS.
I.
Come listen, my cocks, to a brother and friend;
One and all to my song, gallant sailors, attend;
Sons of freedom ourselves, let's be just as we're brave,
Nor America's freedom attempt to enslave.
. . . [5 more verses, with chorus:]
Firms as oak are our heart, where true glory depends,
Steady, boy, steady,
We'll always be ready
To fight all our foes, not to murder our friends.