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There was a ship to old England came
Launched from the stocks unto the main
Her sides were oak, and her keel was box
She was a gallant ship launched from the stocks
Launched from the stocks bound to the main
Fifty big guns on her deck lay plain
Beside five hundred brisk young men
Who were picked and choosed by every one
We weighed our anchor to the bows
Through the wide ocean we did plough
As we were ploughing all on the deep
Five Frenchmen a-walk we did meet
It being late when we did meet
Night drawing on, our lives were sweet
We waited under the break all day
Then we began a bloody fray
Then up did speak our chief mate bold
Unto the little cabin boy
"Go up aloft and see what you spy
Come down again immediately
I spy three ships coming from the east
They're bowing down, they make great haste
These three ships' names to you I must let know
There was one the yoke, the other the snout
The third that came was the Unity
Which quickly made the Frenchmen flee
Our son said God had a hand in this
Our little boy all danger missed
Our little boy on the topmast high
Where the powder and shot so thick did fly"