The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 5 (of 5)
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The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 5 (of 5)
Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
7
So they wrapt him tight in a gude bull’s-skin,
And they’ve thrown him over deck-board, sink he or swim.
8
And about, and about, and about went he,
Until that he came to the French galley.
9
It’s some were playing at cards, and some were playing at dice,
But he struck her with an instrument, bored thirty holes at twice.
10
Some ran wi hats, and some ran wi caps,
All for to stop the salt-waters draps.
As they, etc.
3^1, 4^1. oh, Oh.
=d.=
1
There was an ancient ship, and an ancient ship was she,
Italy and the Lowlands low
And her name it was The Golden Vanity.
As she sailed for the Lowlands low
2
She had not sailed a mile, a mile but barely three,
When she hove in sight of a French galley.
3
Up spak the prentice-boy; What’ll ye gie me,
If I gang and sink yon French galley?
As she sails, etc.
4
Up spak the captain; What’ll I gie ye,
. . . . . . . .
As she sails, etc.
_5 forgotten._
6
‘It’s row me up in a tough bull’s-skin,
And throw me overboard, let me sink or swim.’
As we sail, etc.
7
They’ve rowed him up tight in a tough bull’s-skin,
And they’ve thrown him overboard, let him sink or swim.
As they sailed, etc.
8
Then about, and about, and about went he,
Until that he reached that French galley.
As she sailed, etc.
9
. . . . . . . . .
And three-score holes he scuttled in a trice.
As she sailed, etc.
10
‘Now throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,
And prove unto me as gude as yere word.’
As we sail, etc.
11
‘I’ll not throw ye owre a rope, nor pull ye up on board,
Nor prove unto ye as guid as my word.’
As we sail, etc.
12
‘Throw me owre a rope and pull me up on board,
Or I’ll do to ye as I did the French galley.’
As she sailed, etc.
13
Then they threw him owre a rope and pulled him up on board,
And proved unto him far better than their word.
As they sailed, etc.
=e.=
1
O she was an English ship, an an English ship was she,
Hey diddie dee for the Lowlands low
And her name it was The Golden Victorie.
As she sailed for the Lowlands low.
2
. . . . . . . .
And she fell in wi a French galee.
As she sailed, etc.
3
‘O what’ll ye gie me, captain, what’ll ye gie me,
If I go an sink yon French galee?’
As she sails, etc.
4
‘O I’ll gie thee goud, an I’ll gie thee fee,
An my eldest daughter your wife shall be.’
As we sail, etc.
5
‘Then wrap me up tight in tough bull-hide,
An to sink or swim ye’ll pitch me ower the side.’
As we sail, etc.
6
They wrapt him up tight in tough bull-hide,
An to sink or swim they pitchd him ower the side,
As they sailed, etc.
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