The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Buchanan In Two Volumes. With a Portrait |
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Our Captain he eyed her from stem to starn
(Heave at the windlass! heave ho! cheerily)
But nought of her secret could he discarn,
For his savage jib couldn't quail her.
But when she went for'ard among the res
Her heart began for to fail her,
So she took me aside and the truth confess'd,
With her face a-blushing on this 'ere breast,
And I stared and stared, and says I, ‘I'm blest!
My Sue turn'd into a Sailor!’
CHORUS.
(Heave at the windlass! heave ho! cheerily)
But nought of her secret could he discarn,
For his savage jib couldn't quail her.
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Her heart began for to fail her,
So she took me aside and the truth confess'd,
With her face a-blushing on this 'ere breast,
And I stared and stared, and says I, ‘I'm blest!
My Sue turn'd into a Sailor!’
Heave at the windlass! yeo heave ho!
Up with the anchor! away we go!
The wind's off the shore, boys,—let it blow,—
Hurrah for the life of a Sailor!
Yeo—ho!
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