Bill Frisell - Spanish Ladies | Текст песни

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Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies, (alt: \"...to Spanish ladies\")
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain; (alt: \"...to ladies of Spain;\")
For we have received orders (alt: \"...'re under orders\")
For to sail to old England,
But we hope in a short time to see you again. (alt: \"And we may ne'er see you fair ladies again.\")

(Chorus:)
We'll rant and we'll roar, like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas; (alt: \"We'll range and we'll roam all on the salt seas;\")
Until we strike soundings
In the Channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly 'tis thirty-five leagues. (alt: \"34\" or \"45\".[8])

Then we hove our ship to, with the wind at the sou'west, my boys, (alt: \"We hove our ship to, with the wind from sou'west, boys,\")
Then we hove our ship to, for to strike soundings clear; (alt: \"...deep soundings to take;\" \"...for to make soundings clear;\")
Then we filled the main topsail (alt: \"'Twas 45 (or 55) fathoms with a white sandy bottom\")
And bore right away, my boys, (alt: \"So we squared our main yard\")
And straight up the Channel of old England did steer. (alt: \"And up channel did make.\" or \"...did steer\")


So the first land we made, it is called the Deadman, (alt: \"The first land we sighted was callèd the Dodman\")
Next Ram Head, off Plymouth, Start, Portland, and the Wight; (alt: \"Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland, and Wight;\")
We sailèd by Beachy, (alt: \"We sailed by Beachy / by Fairlight and Dover\")
By Fairly and Dungeness,
And then bore away for the South Foreland light. (alt: \"Until we brought to for...\" or \"And then we bore up for...\")

Now the signal it was made for the grand fleet to anchor (alt: \"Then the signal was made...\")
All in the Downs that night for to meet; (alt: \"...that night for to lie;\")
Then stand by your stoppers, (alt: \"Let go your shank painter, / Let go your cat stopper\")
See clear your shank painters,
Hawl all your clew garnets, stick out tacks and sheets. (alt: \"Haul up your clewgarnets, let tack and sheets fly\")

Now let every man take off his full bumper, (alt: \"Now let ev'ry man drink off his full bumper,\")
Let every man take off his full bowl; (alt: \"And let ev'ry man drink off his full glass;\")
For we will be jolly (alt: \"We'll drink and be jolly\")
And drown melancholy,
With a health to each jovial and true hearted soul. (alt: \"And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass.\")

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