| Lyrics: | Paul Jones
A forty-gun frigate from Baltimore came,
Her guns mounted forty, and Richard by
name,
Went cruising the channel of old England,
With a noble commander, Paul Jones was the
man.
We had not sailed long before we did spy
A large forty-four and a twenty close
by,
All these warlike vessels full laden witb store;
Our captain pursued them on the bold
York shore.
At the hour of twelve Pierce came alongside
With a large speaking
trumpet: "Whence came you?" he cried.
"Quick give me an answer, I've hailed you before,
Or
at this moment a broadside I'll pour."
We fought them five glasses, five glasses so
hot,
Till sixty bright seamen lay dead on the spot,
Full seventy wounded lay bleednng in
gore.
How fierce our loud cannons on the Richard did roar.
Our gunner got
frightened, to Paul Jones he came.
"Our ship she is sinking, likewise in a flame."
Paul
Jones he smiled in the height of his pride,
Saying, "This day I'll conquer or sink
alongside."
Here's a health to those widows who shortly must weep,
For the loss of
their husbands who sunk in the deep.
Here's a health to those young girls who shortly must
mourn
For the loss of their sweethearts that's overboard thrown.
Here's a health to
Paul Jones with sword in hand---
He was foremost in action, in giving command.
Here's a
health to Paul Jones and all his crew---
If we hadn't a French Captain, boys, what could we
do!
Note: Often sung with a chorus:
Hurrah! Our country forever,
Hurrah!
The last line refers to the behaviour of Captain Landais of the
Alliance
who, for some reason or other (possibly a strong
competitive spirit?), poured three or four
broadsides into the
Richard, but ignored the British ships.
Recorded by Frank
Warner, also Wallace House
@America @sailor @war
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