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A New Song
Composed
By James Campbell,
A
Boatswain's Mate, On Board The CONSTITUTION.
Come
all ye yankee [sic] heroes come listen to my song,
I'll
tell you of a bloody fight before that it be long,
Twas
of the Constitution from
To
cruise along the coast my boys our rights for to maintain,
So come rouze [sic] ye yankee tars, let it
never be said,
That the sons of
Captain
Hull our bold commander of courage stout and bold,
To
cruise all for those Englishmen and scorns to be control'd,
We
cruis'd the seas for several days, and nothing we did see,
At
length we took three merchantmen and happy then was we,
Then come rouze ye yankee tars, firm united
let us be,
Resolv'd to drive those Englishmen from the
coast of
We
had not sailed many leagues, the truth you now shall hear,
Till
we fell in with a frigate, and she prov'd the Guerriere,
We
came up along side of her, and they were forc'd to beg,
And
glad was Captain Dacres, to put the boot on 'tother leg,
So come rouze yankee tars, let it never be
said,
That the sons of
She
gave us two broad‑sides, and long did they fall short,
And
our brave yankee heroes, gave three cheers at the sport,
We
called for our Captain, along side for to lye,
Never
mind my hearty fellows a little nearer we will try,
So come rouze ye yankee tars, firm united
let us be,
Resolv'd to fight, or nobly die, for the
rights of
Charles
Morris our first lieutenant, a man of courage brave,
He
narrowly escaped finding a watery grave,
He
being badly wounded, when on the deck he fell,
They
carried him to the quarter‑deck, he cry'd now fight them well,
So come now my yankee tars, with your hearts
and hands agree,
Resolv'd to fight and conquer for the rights
of
We
laid along‑side thirty minutes or little more,
We
engaged them full hot my boys, and made them quake for fear,
And
when her yards and masts came down, she prov'd the Guerriere,
Now come arouze ye yankee boys, united let
us be,
Resolv'd to fight or perish, for the rights
of
She
was mann'd and fitted out with her few chosen boys,
With
intent to fight the President, and make of her a prize,
She
had a hogshead of switchel made for us, and a rope to take us in tow,
They
little thought at seeing us, she'd get her fatal blow,
So come rouze ye yankee tars, full contented
let us be,
To stand firm and united round the branch of
the liberty tree.
May
success attend our officers, both old as well as young,
May
every good luck go with them wherever they may come,
And
Captain HULL to conquer wherever he does go,
And
to all our yankee officers, that in the boat will go,
But happy are the seamen, that's united
still and free,
We are the boys that fears no noise, success
to liberty.
Now
to conclude my boys, and finish with my song,
I
[am the] boatswains‑mate, unto said ship I do belong,
I
wrote these lines to let you know how yankeys [sic] they can fight,
When
their officers give command, and men of courage bright.
Come rouze ye yankee tars, firm united let
us be,
Resolv'd to fight and conquer for the rights
of
‑‑ Sold at the Corner
Theatre‑Alley,
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