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Spanish LadiesAm Dm E7
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies,
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Farewell and adieu to you, daughters of Spain;
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For we've received orders to sail to old England,
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But we hope in a short time to see you again.Chorus:
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We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
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We'll rant and we'll roar all across the salt seas;
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Until we strike soundings in the Channel of old England:
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From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues.Am Dm E7
Then we hove our ship to, with the wind from the southwest,
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We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take.
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T'was forty-five fathoms with a white sandy bottom
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So we squared our main yard and up channel did make. ChorusAm Dm E7
Now the first land we made was a point called the Deadman,
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Next Ram Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland and the Wight;
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We sail-ed by Beachy, by Fairly and Dungeness, Fairly = Fair-lye
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And then bore away for the South Foreland light. ChorusAm Dm E7
Now the signal was made for the Grand Fleet to anchor,
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All on the Downs that night for to meet;
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Then stand by your stoppers, see clear your shank-painters,
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Haul all your clew garnets, stick out tacks and sheets. ChorusAm Dm E7
Now let every man drink up his full bottle,
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And let every man drink up his full glass;
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For we will be jolly and drown melancholy,
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And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass. ChorusReturn to Songs of the Sea
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