Unknown Artists/Songs On Muzikum
Unknown Artists/Songs On Muzikum - Paul Jones (or An American Frigate) (gezongen door/sung by Alderon Tyran) lyrics
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An American frigate the "Richard" by name Mounted forty-four guns, and from New York she came A-cruising the channel of Old England's fame With a noble commander, Paul Jones was his name Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! We had not cruised long before two sails we spied A large forty-four and a twenty likewise Some fifty boats shipping, well laden with store As the convoy stood in for the old Yorkshire shore Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! 'Bout the hour of twelve we came alongside With a long speaking trumpet: “Whence came you?” he cried “Come, answer me quickly, I'll hail you no more Or else a broadside into you I will pour!” Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! We fought them four glasses, four glasses so hot Till forty bold sailors lay dead on the spot And fifty-five more lay all bleeding in gore While the thundering cannons of Paul Jones did roar Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! The battle rolled on until bold Pierson cried “Have you struck your colors? Then come alongside” But so far from thinking the battle was won John Paul Jones replied, “I have not yet begun!” Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! ? Our Carpenter being frightened, to Paul Jones he came Our ship she leaks water and is likewise in flame Paul Jones he made answer, and to him replied "If we can do no better, then we'll sink alongside" Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! Paul Jones he then turned to his men and did say "Let every man fight a good battle today We’ll take that bold convoy in the height of her pride Or the Richard shall founder and sink in the tide" Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! The Serapis wore round and our ship it did rake And many proud hearts of the English did ache But the shot flew so hot, and so fierce and so fast And the bold British colors were hauled down at last Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah! Oh now, my brave boys, we have taken a rich prize The large forty-four and a twenty likewise To help the poor mothers that have reason to weep For the loss of their sons in the unfathomed deep Hurrah! Our Country Forever Hurrah!