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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sarah Blasko
Percussion
David Hunt
Piano
Curtis Berak
Hurdy Gurdy
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sarah Blasko
Producer
David Trumpmanis
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Farewell and adieu unto you Spanish ladies
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
For we have received orders to sail to old England
We hope in a short time to see you again
We'll rant, and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant, and we'll roar along the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
From Ushant to Scilly is 35 leagues
We hove our ship to, with the wind on South-west boys
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take
'Twas 45 fathoms, with a white sandy bottom
So we squared our main yard and up channel did make
We'll rant, and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant, and we'll roar along the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
From Ushant to Scilly is 35 leagues
Now let every man drink off his full bumper
Let every man drink off his full glass
We'll drink and be jolly, and drown melancholy
And here's to the health of each truehearted lass
So we'll rant, and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant, and we'll roar along the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
From Ushant to Scilly is 35 leagues
The first land we sighted was called the Dodman
Next Ram Head off Plymouth, off Portland and Wight
We sailed then by Beachy, by Fairlee, and Dover
Then bore straight away for the South Foreland Light
We'll rant, and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant, and we'll roar along the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
From Ushant to Scilly is 35 leagues
The signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor
And all in the Downs that night for to lie
Let go your shank painter, let go your cat
Haul up your clewgarnets, let tacks and sheets fly
We'll rant, and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant, and we'll roar along the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
From Ushant to Scilly is 35 leagues
Now let every man drink off his full bumper
And let every man drink off his full glass
We'll drink and be jolly, and drown melancholy
And here's to the health of each truehearted lass
We'll rant, and we'll roar like true British sailors
We'll rant, and we'll roar along the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Channel of Old England
From Ushant to Scilly is 35 leagues
Written by: Traditional