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(Subtitle:
"Huzzah for the Constitution")
Ye
true sons of freedom, give ear to my song,
While
the praise of brave
Let
each bold hearted hero now fill up his glass,
And
our favorite sentiment rapidly pass.
With our brave noble Captain, we'll still
plow the main,
We'll fight and we'll conquer again and
again.
With
a fine springing breeze, our sails they were bent,
And
with hearts full of joy to the ocean we went,
In
the fam'd Constitution a taught [sic] and staunch boat,
As
ever was seen on the water afloat.
With our brave noble Captain, we plow'd the
deep main,
And when he commands, we are ready again.
On
the twentieth of August, a sail we espied,
We
hove too; and soon we came up along side;
The
drum beat to quarters, to quarters we run,
And
each tar bravely swore to stand fast to his gun.
Our Captain so brave, as we sail's on the
main,
Now bids us a harvest of glory to gain.
A
broadside the foe quickly into us pour'd,
We
returned 'em the favor direct on the word,
Each
heart was undaunted, no bosom knew fear,
As
we car'd not a snap for the saucy Guerriere.
With our noble commander we fought on the
main,
And we'll conquer with him when he bids us
again.
The
blood from the enemy's scuppers run fast,
All
hopes of subduing us now were quite past:
So
they wisely concluded, by hob or by nob,
That
'twas best to give o'er what they thought a bad job.
With our true noble Captain, we'll fight on
the main,
And we hope that with him, we'll soon conquer
again.
The
Britons had seldom before seen the like,
For
we rak'd 'em as clean, they'd no colours to strike;
So
a gun on their lee they were forced to let fly,
To
inform they didn't quite all wish to die.
'Twas thus with our Captain we fought on the
main,
And we're ready brave boys, to fight with him
again.
In
twenty‑five minutes, the business was done,
For
they didn't quite relish such true Yankee fun;
So
we kindly receiv'd 'em on board our good ship,
Many
cursing the day when they took their last trip.
With our brave noble Captain we'll still plow
the main,
We'll fight and we'll conquer again and
again.
Now
homeward we're bound, with a favoring breeze,
As
full of good humor and mirth as you please,
Each
true‑hearted sailor partakes of the glass.
And
drinks off a health to his favorite lass.
With our brave noble Captain we've plow'd the
deep main,
With him we the laurels of glory did gain.
Now
success to the good Constitution, a boat
Which
her crew will defend while a plank is afloat,
Who
never will flinch, or in duty e'er lag,
But
will stick to the last by the American flag.
So true to our colors we'll ever remain,
And we'll conquer for freedom again and
again.
When
again we shall plow old
May
honors still circle the brows of the brave,
And
should our bold foes wish to give us a pull
We'll
show 'em the good Constitution and
And now with three cheers ere we sail to the
main,
We will greet our brave Captain again and
again.
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Anonymous
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The Captain’s Clerk |
