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| OLD Horn to All Atlantic said: | |
| (A-hay O! To me O!) | |
| “Now where did Frankie learn his trade? | |
| For he ran me down with a three-reef mains’le.” | |
| (All round the Horn!) | 5 |
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| Atlantic answered:—“Not from me! | |
| You’d better ask the cold North Sea, | |
| For he ran me down under all plain canvas.” | |
| (All round the Horn!) | |
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| The North Sea answered:—“He’s my man, | 10 |
| For he came to me when he began— | |
| Frankie Drake in an open coaster. | |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “I caught him young and I used him sore, | |
| So you never shall startle Frankie more, | 15 |
| Without capsizing Earth and her waters. | |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “I did not favour him at all. | |
| I made him pull and I made him haul— | |
| And stand his trick with the common sailors. | 20 |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “I froze him stiff and I fogged him blind, | |
| And kicked him home with his road to find | |
| By what he could see in a three-day snow-storm. | |
| (All round the Sands!) | 25 |
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| “I learned him his trade o’ winter nights, | |
| ’Twixt Mardyk Fort and Dunkirk lights | |
| On a five-knot tide with the forts a-firing. | |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “Before his beard began to shoot, | 30 |
| I showed him the length of the Spaniard’s foot— | |
| And I reckon he clapped the boot on it later. | |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “If there’s a risk which you can make, | |
| That’s worse than he was used to take | 35 |
| Nigh every week in the way of his business; | |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “If there’s a trick that you can try, | |
| Which he hasn’t met in time gone by, | |
| Not once or twice, but ten times over; | 40 |
| (All round the Sands!) | |
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| “If you can teach him aught that’s new, | |
| (A-hay O! To me O!) | |
| I’ll give you Bruges and Niewport too, | |
| And the ten tall churches that stand between ’em!” | 45 |
| Storm along my gallant Captains! | |
| (All round the Horn!) | |
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