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Bawdy Ballads & Love Songs

The Well-Fixed Corsair^?def: Pirate Ship / Privateer ;
To the tune of; Lavender Green

One morning in Twilight by the dawn of the day,
My canon in order I straight took my good way;
In search of a ship if the weather proved fair,
To see, could I sieze [sic], a well-fixed corsair.

I met a young damsel, her eyes black as a shoal,
Her skin was as white as the foam there that blows;
I says, “Me fair maiden, why ramble you so?
Can you tell me where a well-fixed corsair do go?”

O’, the answer she gave me, o’her answer was, “Aye,
O’er there the villain, and her booty likewise;
But since you’ve been kindly, my darling so fair,
Lets both go together, to blow that well-fixed corsair.”

So she spread out the sheets and aimed for the prize,
I took out my balls and my pricker likewise;
I says, “Lock your legs round me, dig in with your heels,
For the closer we get, love, the lessen she keels.”

And so my gun she did fire at that snauw^?def: Small sailing vessel there abreast,
I hulled her amidships, blowing her so my best;
I saw the girl quiver and I knew what I’d done,
I says, “What do you think of me number 6 gun?”

And the answer she gave me, o’her answer was, “yea,
It’s not often young skippers like you come my way;
O’, but your blowing is good and your balls they play fair;
Why don’t you keep firing at the snauw o’er there?”

I says, “Well, my powder is wasted and my balls are all gone,
My pricker is limp, and I cannot ram more on;
But meet me tomorrow, and if she’s still there,
We’ll both go together and blow that well-fixed corsair.”

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