Historical Folk Lyrics
"Spanish Ladies"

Goodbye and adieu to you, Spanish ladies,
Goodbye and adieu to you, ladies of Spain,
For we've received orders to run to old England,
Hoping in short time to see you again.

We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas,
Until we strike soundage in the Channel of old England,
From England to Sweden is ninety-five leagues.

We'll round our ship to and the wind at sou'west, boys,
We'll round our ship to for to strike soundage clear.
Our lead it strikes bottom in ninety-five fathoms,
Then we ran our main-yards, up channel did steer.

The first land we sighted was the Philadelphee,
The next we sighted was the Island of Wight;
We sailed then by Beaches, to the Isle of Wight at Dungeon,
And then bore away for South Portal light.

The signal was given by the grand fleet to anchor, .
All in the Downs that night for to lie.
Stand by your ring stopper, see clear your shank painter,
Ease up your clew garnets, stand by tacks and sheets.

Now let each tar drink a full flowing bumper,
And let each tar drink a full flowing bowl;
We'll drink and be merry and drown melancholy.
Here's adieu to all fair mates and Sarah so bold.