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Farewell and adieu to you, fair Spanish ladies,
Adieu and farewell to you, ladies of Spain,
For we're under orders for to sail to old England,
And we may never see you fair ladies again.
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So we'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll range and we'll roam over all the salt seas,
Until we strike soundings in the channel of Old England,
From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues.
Then we hove our ship to, with the wind at sou'west, boys;
We hove our ship to, our soundings for to see;
And we rounded and sounded and got forty-five fathoms,
Then we squared our main yard, and up channel steered we.
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The first land we made, it is called the Dodman,
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland and Wight:
And we sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dungeness,
Until we brought-to by the South Foreland Light.
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The signal was made for the Grand Fleet to anchor,
And all in "The Downs" on that night for to lie,
Cast off your cat stoppers, stand by your slip-painters,
Haul up your clewgarnets, let sheets and tacks fly.
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Now let every man swig off a full bumper,
Now let every man swig off a full bowl,
And well drink and be jolly and drown melancholy,
With a health to each jovial true-hearted soul.
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