A New Song on Admiral Barrington

Come, all you jolly sailors of courage stout and bold,
Come, listen to these lines; the truth I will unfold.
Jack, ensign, and pennant in the morning we let fly,
We engag'd the French fleet the 6th of July.

Our drums they did beat and to quarters we went,
And for to engage the French fleet it was our intent;
Our guns they being loaded with round and grape shot,
We beat three ports into one on board the Languedoc.

There was Admiral Barrington, Britannia's delight,
With courage undaunted he boldly did fight ;
His rigging being shatter'd, and likewise his sails,
He still kept cannonading on board the Prince of Wales.

We had one floating battery carry'd guns upon three decks
And in the time of action she left her f a legs [sic].
We never back'd our topsails French cannon to shun,
But boldly ran the gantlet with Admiral Barrington.

If Royal George of England will give us the grant
For Admiral Barrington to have the command,
We would conquer the French fleet were they ever so strong,
We'd hoist the British colours on board the Count d'Estaing.

There's Captain Fitzherbert was valiant in the fight,
And in the Royal Oak he took great delight,
In the loading their guns and discharging so free ;
It shew'd that they were loyal to King and country.

Come, my brave boys, this engagement is all o'er,
And when that we return, my boys, we'll dance, sing, and roar;
This song it shall be with the old and the young :
Long life and success unto Admiral Barrington,

Our sweethearts and wives they are not to be forgot;
The balls they now engage with are softer than French shot.
When e'er we do return, my boys, we'll make these culls to run,
We'll make them dread the sailors that fought with Barrington.

Our bowls they are full, and we have plenty for to drink,
And that's the thing which causes me to drop my pen and ink ;
Whene'er we meet the French dogs we'll make their jackets smoak,
Whilst Captain Fitzherbert commands the Royal Oak.