Cruising 'round Yarmouth - The Irish Rovers

While cruising ‘round yarmouth one day for a spree

I spied a fair damsel the wind blowing free

I’m a fast going clipper me kind sir says she

I’m ready for cargo me hold is quite free

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Which country she came from she didn’t show much

She might have been english or german or dutch

A neat little packet all nicely endowed

She was round in the quarters and bluff in the bow

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I threw out me hauser and took her in tow

And yardarm to yardarm a towing we’d go

She lowered her forsails, her staysails and all

With her lily white hand on me reef tackle fall

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Says i pretty fair maid it’s time to give o’er

For ‘twixt wind and water you’ve run me ashore

Me shot locker’s empty and me powder’s all spent

I can’t fire a shot for it’s choked at the vent

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Here’s luck to the girl with the red curly locks

Here’s luck to the girl who ran jack on the rocks

Here’s luck to the doctor who eased all his pain

He squared his main yards he’s a cruising again

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Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day

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