CONSTITUTION AND GUERRIERE

 

 

It ofttimes has been told that British seamen bold

Could flog the tars of France so neat and handy, O!

But they never found their match till the Yankees did themcatch,

O, the Yankee boys for fighting are the dandy, O!

 

Guerriere, a frigate bold, on the foaming ocean rolled,

Commanded by proud Dacres, the grandee, O!

With as choice a British crew as a rammer ever drew,

Could flog the Frenchmen, two to one, so handy, O!

 

When our frigate hove in view, says proud Dacres to his crew,

"Come, clear ship for action, and be handy, O!

To the weather gage, boys, get her," and to make his men fight better,

Gave them to drink gunpowder mixed with brandy, O!

 

Then Dacres loudly cries: "Make this Yankee ship your prize;

You can in thirty minutes, neat and handy, O!

Twenty‑five's enough, I'm sure; and if you do it in a score,

I'll treat you to a double DRINK of brandy, O!

 

The British shot flew hot, which the Yankees answered not

Till they got within the distance they called handy, O!

"Now," says Hull unto his crew, "Boys, let's see what we can do;

If we take this boasting Briton we're the dandy, O!

 

The first broadside we poured carried her mainmast by the board,

Which made this lofty frigate look abandoned, O!

Then Dacres shook his head, and to his officers said:

"Lord!I didn't think those Yankees were so handy, O!

 

Our second told so well that her fore and mizzen fell,

Which doused the royal ensign neat and handy, O!

"By George!" says he, "we're done!" and they fired a lee gun,

While the Yankees struck up "Yankee Doodle Dandy," O!

 

Then Dacres came aboard to deliver up his sword,

Though loth was he to part with it, so handy O!

"O, keep your sword," says Hull, "for it only makes you dull;

Cheer up! and take a little drink of brandy, O!"

 

Now fill you glasses full and we'll drink to Captain Hull,

And so merrily we'll push around the brandy, O!

John Bull may toast his fill, but let the world say what it will,

The Yankee boys for fighting are the dandy, O!

 

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The Captainís Clerk
1989, TGM