Astonishing Abraham Newland (Stirling)/Thundering Roaring Guns
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Thundering Roaring Guns.
Gentlemen all come listen to my merry song,
Tis of the noble ⟨Hornsides and bold⟩ Foudroyant,
The bravest engagement that ever was seen,
Was by a British Ship in the bay of Carthagene,
Chor.Where was thundering and roaring,
⟨Rattling⟩ and roaring.
Where was thundering and roaring guns,
Thundering and roaring guns
Tis of the noble ⟨Hornsides and bold⟩ Foudroyant,
The bravest engagement that ever was seen,
Was by a British Ship in the bay of Carthagene,
Chor.Where was thundering and roaring,
⟨Rattling⟩ and roaring.
Where was thundering and roaring guns,
Thundering and roaring guns
So clear was the morning and glorious the day,
As we were a cruising in Carthagene bay
Five sail of the French we chanc'd for to meet,
Came bearing down directly upon the British fleet.
With their thundering and roaring, &c.
As we were a cruising in Carthagene bay
Five sail of the French we chanc'd for to meet,
Came bearing down directly upon the British fleet.
With their thundering and roaring, &c.
Then our admiral gave the signal for to chace,
When courage appear'd in each Briton's face:
The Monmouth got up with the brave Foudroyant,
And so fell to firing with their hey-ding-o-dong;
With their thundering and roaring, &c.
When courage appear'd in each Briton's face:
The Monmouth got up with the brave Foudroyant,
And so fell to firing with their hey-ding-o-dong;
With their thundering and roaring, &c.
At six in the evening we saw them engage,
The Foudroyant and Monmouth were so enrag'd,
They strove for victory, but all was in vain
For Britons will always be lords of the main!
With their thundering and roaring, &c.
The Foudroyant and Monmouth were so enrag'd,
They strove for victory, but all was in vain
For Britons will always be lords of the main!
With their thundering and roaring, &c.
But straight a summons dispatch'd by pale death,
When brave colonel Gard'ner surrendered his breath,
Fight on my brave heroes, 'tis all I require,
Then like a British sailor so bravely did expire.
By his thundering and roaring, &c.
When brave colonel Gard'ner surrendered his breath,
Fight on my brave heroes, 'tis all I require,
Then like a British sailor so bravely did expire.
By his thundering and roaring, &c.
Then like a little devil the Monmouth did fight,
Against the proud Goliah in the dead of night,
With broadside for broadside, each other alike,
And after thirteen glasses compell'd them to strike,
By our thundering and roaring, &c.
Against the proud Goliah in the dead of night,
With broadside for broadside, each other alike,
And after thirteen glasses compell'd them to strike,
By our thundering and roaring, &c.
FINIS.