Music
Her gallant ship, the
Amphitrite, she lay in
Plymouth's
The pitcher at the foremast's head,
for she was outward bound
We were waiting there for or ders
To send us far from home
Our orders came for
Rio
And thence around
Cape
Horn
When we arrived at
Rio
We prepared for heavy gales
We set up all the rigging boys
and bent on all new sails
From ship to ship they cheered
us as we did sail along
And wished us pleasant weather
in the rounding of
Cape
Martian
When beating off
Magellan, it blew exceeding hard
While shortening sail to
Galantars, fell from the
Topsail
Yard
By angry
Caesar, hopes we threw,
From their poor hands was torn.
We were forced to leave them,
For the shirts that prowl around
Cape
Horn.
When we got around the horn, me boys,
We had some glorious days.
And very soon our killick dropped into
Valparaiso
Bay
The pretty girls came round and flocked,
I solemnly declare
They're far before the
Plymouth girls with their long
and their curly hair
For they love a jolly sailor
When he spends his money free
They'll laugh and sing and merry,
merry be
And have a jovial spree
And when your money is all gone
They won't on you impose
They're not like the
Plymouth girls
That'll pawn and sell your clothes.
Farewell to
Valparaiso and farewell
for a while
Likewise to all you
Spanish girls along the coast of
China
And if ever I live to be paid off,
I'll sit and I'll sing the song
God bless those pretty
Spanish girls we left around
Cape
Horn