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Sea Songs

By W. C. Bennett
 
 
 

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TIGHT AND SAUCY.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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TIGHT AND SAUCY.

Tight and saucy—tight and saucy,
Trim's the ship we hail from,
Known as just the best A.i.
In every port we sail from.
Her lines are lovely to all eyes;
Her owners well our beauty prize;
There's not a clipper 'neath the skies
To name with her we hail from;
Give to her but a piping breeze,
Why, like a knife she cuts the seas;
She'll do for us just what we please,
Pride of the port we sail from.
Tight and saucy—tight and saucy,
Trim's the ship we hail from,
Known as just the best A.i.
In every port we sail from.

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But let the breeze shrill to a gale,
How like a duck the seas she'll sail!
Ask of her anything—she fail?
No, not the ship we hail from;
She cares not, she, for driving rack,
For roaring tempest—skies ink-black;
Storms do but speed her swifter back
To that dear home we sail from.
Tight and saucy—tight and saucy,
Trim's the ship we hail from,
Known as just the best A. i.
In every port we sail from.
Then here's to her, our lass, whose lip
Seas love to kiss, as by they slip;
Drink, boys, to her, our bonny ship,
The boat so trim we hail from;
Ask all the seas, the winds that blow
If they a lovelier beauty know,
Than this our craft, the pride, the show
Of every port we sail from.
Tight and saucy—tight and saucy,
Trim's the ship we hail from,
Known as just the best A.i.
In every port we sail from.