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Blow Tops'l Halyard Shanty Traditional, adapted for Bounding Main |
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| (Say,) Was you
ever down the Congo River? Resp: Blow, boys, blow! Where fever makes the white man shiver. Resp: Blow, my bully boys, blow! A Bristol ship comes down the river, Resp: Blow, boys, blow! A Bristol ship with a Bristol skipper, Resp: Blow, my bully boys, blow! How do you know she's a Bristol clipper; Resp: Blow, boys, blow! Her masts and yards they shine like silver. Resp: Blow, my bully boys, blow! And how do you know she's a Bristol cutter; Resp: Blow, boys, blow! By the blood and guts rollin' in her scupper. Resp: Blow, my bully boys, blow! Who do you think is captain of her? Resp: We don't know! Why, Bully Hayes is the captain of her Resp: Blow, my bully boys, blow! What do you think they had for breakfast? Resp: Cheerios! The starboard side of an old Sou-wester. Resp: Blow, my bully boys, blow! What do
you think they had for dinner? What do you think they had for supper? Oh,
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Needless to say, this is not a serious version of this
piece. There are version of this that sing of the Guinea Trade, the
African Trade (slaving) and of Yankee ships. Our version
refers to our "home port" of Bristol (as in The Bristol
Renaissance Faire). There is another version of this song
that honors a group of performers who played Privateer heroes for
twelve years, found here as the "Bristol Seadog Shanty."
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