{"id":8300,"date":"2011-04-03T00:06:29","date_gmt":"2011-04-02T13:06:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wpblog\/?p=8300"},"modified":"2011-04-03T00:06:29","modified_gmt":"2011-04-02T13:06:29","slug":"audio-sundays-spanish-ladies-variations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/?p=8300","title":{"rendered":"Audio Sundays – Spanish Ladies Variations"},"content":{"rendered":"

Various variations of the Sea Shanty Spanish Ladies interleaved.
\n[audio:http:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wpblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/Augethella-Station-H.mp3|titles=Augethella Station H]
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\nThe Words for the various versions.<\/p>\n\n\n<\/col>\n<\/col>\n<\/col>\n<\/colgroup>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
Stanza 1<\/span><\/td>\nStanza 2<\/span><\/td>\nStanza 3<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/thead>\n
1:1<\/span> 
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to you, Brisbane ladies<\/span>
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu, you maids of Toowong<\/span>
\nWe’ve \t\t\t\tsold all our cattle and we have to get a movin’<\/span>
\nBut we hope we shall see \t\t\t\tyou again before long.<\/span><\/td>\n		Farewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to you, Spanish Ladies,<\/span> 
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to you, ladies of Spain;<\/span>
\nFor \t\t\t\twe’ve received orders for to sail for old England,<\/span>
\nBut \t\t\t\twe hope in a short time to see you again.<\/span>
\n 
\n1:2<\/span>
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to you, Spanish Ladies,<\/span>
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to the ladies of the main;<\/span>
\nFor \t\t\t\twe’ve received orders to sail for old England,<\/span>
\nBut we hope in a short \t\t\t\ttime to see you again.<\/span><\/td>\n		1:3<\/span> 
\nMy \t\t\t\tname it is Robert, they call me Bob Pittman<\/span>
\nI \t\t\t\tsail in the Ino with Skipper Tom Brown<\/span>
\nI’m \t\t\t\tbound to have Dolly or Biddy or Molly<\/span>
\nAs soon as I’m able to \t\t\t\tplank the cash down.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
AC<\/span> 
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar like true Queensland drovers<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar as onward we push<\/span>
\nUntil \t\t\t\twe return to the Augathella station<\/span>
\nOh, it’s flamin’ dry goin’ \t\t\t\tthrough the old Queensland bush.<\/span><\/td>\n		BC<\/span> 
\nWe \t\t\t\twill rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar all on the salt sea.<\/span>
\nUntil \t\t\t\twe strike soundings in the channel of old England;<\/span>
\nFrom Ushant to Scilly is \t\t\t\tthirty five leagues.<\/span><\/td>\n		NC<\/span> 
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar like true Newfoundlanders<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar on deck and below<\/span>
\nUntil \t\t\t\twe see bottom inside the two sunkers<\/span>
\nWhen straight through the \t\t\t\tChannel to Toslow we’ll go.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNU<\/span> 
\nWe \t\t\t\thove our ship to with the wind from sou’west, boys<\/span>
\nWe \t\t\t\thove our ship to, deep soundings to take;<\/span>
\n‘Twas \t\t\t\tforty-five fathoms[2] , with a white sandy bottom,<\/span>
\nSo we squared our main \t\t\t\tyard and up channel did make.<\/span><\/td>\n		<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
2:1<\/span> 
\nThe \t\t\t\tfirst camp we make, we shall call it the Quart Pot,<\/span>
\nCaboolture, \t\t\t\tthen Kilcoy, and Collington’s Hut,<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\tpull up at the stone house, Bob Williamson’s paddock,<\/span>
\nAnd early next morning we \t\t\t\tcross the Blackbutt.<\/span><\/td>\n		2:2<\/span> 
\nThe \t\t\t\tfirst land we sighted was called the Dodman,<\/span>
\nNext \t\t\t\tRame Head off Plymouth, off Portsmouth the Wight;<\/span>
\nWe \t\t\t\tsailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover,<\/span>
\nAnd then we bore up for \t\t\t\tthe South Foreland light.<\/span><\/td>\n		2:3<\/span> 
\nI’m \t\t\t\ta son of a sea cook, and a cook in a trader<\/span>
\nI \t\t\t\tcan dance, I can sing, I can reef the mainboom<\/span>
\nI \t\t\t\tcan handle a jigger, and cuts a big figure<\/span>
\nWhenever I gets in a \t\t\t\tboat’s standing room.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
3:1<\/span> 
\nThen \t\t\t\ton to Taromeo and Yarraman Creek, lads,<\/span>
\nIt’s \t\t\t\tthere we shall make our next camp for the day<\/span>
\nWhere \t\t\t\tthe water and grass are both plenty and sweet, lads,<\/span>
\nAnd maybe we’ll butcher a \t\t\t\tfat little stray.<\/span><\/td>\n		3:2<\/span> 
\nThen \t\t\t\tthe signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor,<\/span>
\nAnd \t\t\t\tall in the Downs that night for to lie;<\/span>
\nLet \t\t\t\tgo your shank painter, let go your cat stopper![3]<\/span>
\nHaul up your clewgarnets, \t\t\t\tlet tacks and sheets fly![4]<\/span><\/td>\n		3:3<\/span> 
\nIf \t\t\t\tthe voyage is good, this fall will do it<\/span>
\nI \t\t\t\twants two pounds ten for a ring and the priest<\/span>
\nA \t\t\t\tcouple of dollars for clean shirt and collars<\/span>
\nAnd a handful of coppers \t\t\t\tto make up a feast.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
4:1 <\/span> 
\nThen \t\t\t\ton to Nanango, that hard-bitten township<\/span>
\nWhere \t\t\t\tthe out-of-work station-hands shit in the dust,<\/span>
\nWhere \t\t\t\tthe shearers get shorn by old Tim, the contractor<\/span>
\nOh, I wouldn’t go near \t\t\t\tthere, but I flaming well must!<\/span><\/td>\n		4:2<\/span> 
\nNow \t\t\t\tlet ev’ry man drink off his full bumper,<\/span>
\nAnd \t\t\t\tlet ev’ry man drink off his full glass;<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\tdrink and be jolly and drown melancholy,<\/span>
\nAnd here’s to the health \t\t\t\tof each true-hearted lass.<\/span><\/td>\n		4:3<\/span> 
\nThere’s \t\t\t\tplump little Polly, her name is Goldsworthy<\/span>
\nThere’s \t\t\t\tJohn Coady’s Kitty and Mary Tibbo<\/span>
\nThere’s \t\t\t\tClara from Bruley and young Martha Foley<\/span>
\nBut the nicest of all is \t\t\t\tmy girl in Toslow.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNU<\/span> 
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to you Spanish ladies<\/span>
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to you ladies of Spain<\/span>
\nFor \t\t\t\twe’ve received orders to sail from New England<\/span>
\nAnd we hope in a short \t\t\t\ttime to see you again<\/span><\/td>\n		<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nUC<\/span> 
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar like true Yankee Whalermen<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\trant and we’ll roar on deck and below<\/span>
\nUntil \t\t\t\twe sight Gayhead off old Martha’s Vineyard<\/span>
\nAnd straight up the \t\t\t\tchannel to New Bedford we’ll go.<\/span><\/td>\n		<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
5:1<\/span> 
\nMount \t\t\t\tyour hoses, we’ll ride into town boys,<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\tstop at the pub, and drink the place dry.<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\tspend all our money on the shanty town women, <\/span>
\nand as dawn is a breaking \t\t\t\taway we shall ride.<\/span><\/td>\n		5:2<\/span> 
\nWe \t\t\t\thove our our ship to with the wind from the sou’west, boys.<\/span>
\nWe \t\t\t\thove our our ship to deep soundings to take<\/span>
\n‘Twas \t\t\t\t45 fathoms with light sandy bottom<\/span>
\nWe squared our main yard \t\t\t\tand up channel did make.<\/span><\/td>\n		5:3<\/span> 
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to ye fair ones of Valen<\/span>
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to ye girls in the Cove<\/span>
\nI’m \t\t\t\tbound to the westward, to the wall with the hole in<\/span>
\nI’ll take her from Toslow \t\t\t\tthe wide world to rove.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
6:1<\/span> 
\nThe \t\t\t\tgirls of Toomancie they look so entrancing<\/span>
\nLike \t\t\t\tbawling young heifers they’re out for their fun<\/span>
\nWith \t\t\t\tthe waltz and the polka and all kinds of dancing<\/span>
\nTo the rackety old banjo \t\t\t\tof Bob Anderson.<\/span><\/td>\n		6:2<\/span> 
\nI \t\t\t\twent to a dance one night in Tombaz.<\/span>
\nThere \t\t\t\twere plenty of girls there as fine as you wish.<\/span>
\nThere \t\t\t\twas one pretty maiden a chewin’ tobacco<\/span>
\nJust like a young kitten a \t\t\t\tchewin’ fresh fish.<\/span><\/td>\n		6:3<\/span> 
\nFarewell \t\t\t\tand adieu to ye girls of St. Kryan’s<\/span>
\nOf \t\t\t\tParadise and Presque, big and little Bona<\/span>
\nI’m \t\t\t\tbound unto Toslow to marry sweet Biddy<\/span>
\nAnd if I don’t do so I’m \t\t\t\tafraid of her da’.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\nNU<\/span> 
\nThen \t\t\t\tthe signal was sent for the grand ship to anchor<\/span>
\nAnd \t\t\t\tall in the downs that night for to lie<\/span>
\nLet \t\t\t\tgo your shank painter, let go your cat stopper<\/span>
\nHaul up your clew garnets, \t\t\t\tlet tacks and sheets fly.<\/span><\/td>\n		<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
7:1<\/span> 
\nThen \t\t\t\tfill up your glasses, and drink to the lasses,<\/span>
\nWe’ll \t\t\t\tdrink this town dry, then farewell to them all<\/span>
\nof \t\t\t\t– well sing the last chorus, sing farewell to all<\/span>
\nAnd \t\t\t\twhen we’ve got back to the Augathella Station,<\/span>
\nWe hope you’ll come by \t\t\t\tthere and pay us a call.<\/span><\/td>\n		<\/td>\n7:2<\/span> 
\nI’ve \t\t\t\tbought me a house from Katherine Davis<\/span>
\nA \t\t\t\ttwenty pound bed from Jimmy McGraw<\/span>
\nI’ll \t\t\t\tget me a settle, a pot and a kettle<\/span>
\nAnd then I’ll be ready for \t\t\t\tBiddy, hurrah!<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
<\/td>\n<\/td>\n7:3<\/span> 
\nThen \t\t\t\there is a health to the girls of Fox Harbour<\/span>
\nOf \t\t\t\tOderin and Presque, Crabbes Hole and Bruley<\/span>
\nNow \t\t\t\tlet ye be jolly, don’t be melancholy<\/span>
\nI can’t marry all or in \t\t\t\tchokey I’d be.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 
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