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A Chanty of the Emden
The captain of the Emden
He spread his wireless net,
And told the honest British tramp
Where raiders might be met:
Where raiders might be met, my lads,
And where the coast was clear,
And there he sat like a crafty cat
And sang while they drew near—
"Now you come along with me, sirs,
You come along with me!
You've had your run, old England's done,
And it's time you were home from sea!"
He spread his wireless net,
And told the honest British tramp
Where raiders might be met:
Where raiders might be met, my lads,
And where the coast was clear,
And there he sat like a crafty cat
And sang while they drew near—
"Now you come along with me, sirs,
You come along with me!
You've had your run, old England's done,
And it's time you were home from sea!"
The seamen of old England
They doubted his intent,
And when he hailed, "Abandon ship!"
They asked him what he meant:
They asked him what he meant, my lads,
The pirate and his crew,
But he said, "Stand by! your ship must die,
And it's luck you don't die too!
They doubted his intent,
And when he hailed, "Abandon ship!"
They asked him what he meant:
They asked him what he meant, my lads,
The pirate and his crew,
But he said, "Stand by! your ship must die,
And it's luck you don't die too!
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