THE AMERICAN CONSTITUTION FRIGATE'S

ENGAGEMENT WITH THE BRITISH FRIGATE GUERRIERE,

 

Which after an Action of 25 Minutes, surrendered, and

being completely Shattered, was blown up, it being

impossible to get her into port.

 

Tune: "Yankee Doodle"

 

 

Come jolly lads, ye hearts of gold, Come fill your can and glasses,

Be fun the order of the day, A health to all our lasses.

†† Yankee doodle keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† As hot as British folks can sup, We'll give it to 'em handy.

 

The Constitution long shall be The glory of our Navy,

For when she grapples with a foe, She sends her to old Davy.

†† Yankee doodle keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† We'll let the British know that we At fighting are quite handy.

 

Not long ago five British ships Unto her gave chase sir,

But spite of all their quips and cranks, She beat 'em in the race sir.

†† Yankee doodle, keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† Though tento one, the Yankee boys At fightin' are quite handy.

 

At length the British ship Guerriere, Quite proudly came across her,

And Dacres said, in half an hour, In air he'd surely toss her.

†† Yankee doodle, keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† He counted chickens ere they hatched, Because the eggs were handy.

 

But soon, alas! poor Dacres found That her was quite mistaken,

And thought he got himself well off, By saving up his bacon.

†† Yankee doodle, keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† The Yankee boys for fighting fun, Are always quick and handy.

 

And now begun the bloody fray, The balls flew thick and hot sir,

In half an hour the job was done, The Guerriere went to pot sir.

†† Yankee doodle, keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† The British didn't like the fun, And quit as soon 'twas handy.

 

Now here's a health to CAPTAIN HULL And all his noble crew sirs,

And should he choose to fight again, His lads will see him through sirs.

†† Yankee doodle, keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† For riddling British ships I'm sure, Brave HULL is quite the dandy.

 

Now safe in Boston port we're moor'd, Our girls with smiles shall meet us,

And every true American, With loud huzzahs shall greet us.

†† Yankee doodle, keep it up, Yankee doodle dandy,

†† Our brave commander now we'll toast, In punch, and wine, and brandy.

 

†††††††††††††††††††††††† ††††‑‑ Anonymous broadside

 

The Captainís Clerk
1989, TGM