| Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies,
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| Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain;
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| Our captain’s commanded we sail for New England
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| But we hope in a short time to see you again.
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| We’ll rant and we’ll roar, like New Bedford whalers,
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| We’ll rant and we’ll roar on deck and below
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| Until we sight
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| The New Bedford light
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| Then straight down the channel to anchor we’ll go
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| Then we hove our ship to, with the wind at the sou’west,
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| Then we hove our ship to, for to strike soundings clear;
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| Then we filled our main topsail
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| And bore right away, my boys,
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| And right up the Channel our course we did steer.
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| We’ll rant and we’ll roar, like New Bedford whalers,
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| We’ll rant and we’ll roar on deck and below
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| Until we sight
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| The New Bedford light
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| Then straight down the channel to anchor we’ll go
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| Now let every man toss off a full bumper
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| and let every man toss off a full glass
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| and we’ll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy
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| Saying here’s a good health to each true hearted lad
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| We’ll rant and we’ll roar, like New Bedford whalers, |
| We’ll rant and we’ll roar on deck and below
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| Until we sight
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| The New Bedford light
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| Then straight down the channel to anchor we’ll go |