Spanish Ladies

Farewell and adieu to you Spanish ladies

Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain

For we have received orders to sail to old England

But we hope in a 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 soundings in the Channel of old England

From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues

Then we hove our ship to with the wind at sou’ west my boys

Then we hove our ship to for to strike soundings clear

Then we filled the main topsail and bore right away my boys

And straight up the Channel of old England did steer

So the first land we made it is called the Deadman

Next Ram Head off Plymouth Start Portland and the Wight

We sailed by Beachy by Fairly and Dungeness

And then bore away for the South Foreland light

Now the signal it was made for the grand fleet to anchor

All on the Downs that night for to meet

Then stand by your stoppers see clear your shank painters

Haul all your clew garnets stick out tacks and sheets

Now let every man take off his full bumper

Let every man take off his full bowl

For we will be jolly and drown melancholy

With a health to each jovial and true-hearted soul