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For whiskey and bad company |
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Has made a fool of me |
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So, come all young men, my warning tale |
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Won't you shun the piracy? |
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Oh, me name, 'tis William Hollander |
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As you will understand |
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I was born in the County of Waterford |
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Down by her golden strand |
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When I was young and in me prime |
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Good fortune, upon me, shone |
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And my parents raised me tenderly |
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I was their only son |
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Oh, me father bound me to a trade |
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In Waterford's fair town |
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He bound me to a cooper there |
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By the name of William Brown |
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I served my master faithfully |
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For three long years or more |
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Til I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen |
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Belonging to Tramore |
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And when we reached Bermuda's isle |
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I met with a Captain Moore |
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He was the skipper of the Flying Cloud |
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From out of Baltimore |
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He asked me if I'd sail with him |
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On a slaving voyage to go |
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And to the burning shores of Africa |
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Where the sugar cane does grow |
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For whiskey and bad company |
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Has made a fool of me |
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So, come all young men, my warning tale |
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Won't you shun the piracy? |
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'Twas after five weeks we arrived |
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Off Africa's burning shore |
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Five hundred of them weeping blacks |
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From their native lands, we tore |
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We loaded them in iron chain |
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And stowed them down below |
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Scarce eighteen inches to the man |
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Was all that they had to show |
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Well, the fever came and the plague, too |
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And it killed them off like flies |
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We dragged their bodies up on deck |
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And we dumped them in the tide |
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It was better for the rest of them |
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If they had died below |
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Than to wear the chain or feel the lash |
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In America forever more |
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For whiskey and bad company |
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Has made a fool of me |
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So, come all young men, my warning tale |
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Won't you shun the piracy? |
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Oh, we sacked and we plundered many a ship |
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Both frigates and liners, too |
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Until the British man-o-war |
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The Dungeness, hove in view |
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She fired a shot across our bow |
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We sailed before the wind |
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The chain-shot brought our mainmast down |
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And we fell far behind |
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So, it's now to Newgate we are bound |
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And we're the ones in chains |
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For the sinking and for plundering |
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All along the Spanish Main |
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The judge, he found us guilty |
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We were condemned to die |
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So, to all my friends, take heed by me |
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Lead not such a life as I |
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So, it's fare-thee-well, old Waterford |
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And the girl I do adore |
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I'll never kiss your lips again |
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Or squeeze your breasts no more |
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For whiskey and bad company |
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Has made a fool of me |
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So, come all young men, my warning tale |
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Won't you shun the piracy? |
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For whiskey and bad company |
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Has made a fool of me |
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So, come all young men, my warning tale |
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Won't you shun the piracy? |