True Kuras Sailors

Played By Aneirin Menelaos


Author unknown

• somewhat slow and melancholy*
  

~ Farewell an’ so long to ye fair M'chek ladies, ~
~ Farewell an’ so long ye ladies of M'chek, ~
~ For we’ gotten orders for to sail nor' fer Kuras, ~
~ An’ hope one day to see you again. ~

• picks up with energetic plucking and with one leg stomps*
  

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~ We’ll rant an’ we’ll roar, like true kuras sailors, ~
~ We’ll rant an’ we’ll rave across th' salt seas, ~
~ ‘Till we strike soundings in th' Channel off Andarr, ~
~ From Dormiria to Stalwart is thirty-four leagues. ~
~ From Dormiria to Stalwart is thirty-four leagues. ~

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~ We hove our ship to, with th' wind at sou’west, ~
~ We hove our ship to, fer to take soundin's clear. ~
~ In fifty-five fathoms with a fine sandy bottom, ~
~ We filled our maintops’l, up Channel did steer ~
~ Aye, We filled our maintops’l, up Channel did steer ~

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~ Th' first land we made was a point called th' Deadman, ~
~ ner th' Hidden isles, way off of Stalwart. ~
~ We sailed up th' blood coast, jus' pass'd ol' Cape Cold, ~
~ Th'n bore straight away for th' Stormrift bay. ~
~ An' Th'n bore straight away for th' Stormrift bay. ~

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~ Now th' signal was made for us t' drop anchor, ~
~ We clewed up our tops’ls, struck our tacks an' sheets. ~
~ We stood by our stoppers, we brail'd in our spankers, ~
~ An' anchored ahead of th' noblest of fleets. ~
~ Aye we anchored ahead of th' noblest of fleets. ~

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~ Let every man 'ere drink up his full bumper, ~
~ Let every man here drink up his full bowl, ~
~ And let us be jolly and drown melancholy, ~
~ Drink a health to each jovial an’ true-hearted soul. ~
~ Aye Drink a health to each jovial an’ true-hearted soul. ~