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IN the midſt of the ſea, like a tough man of war,
 * Pull away pull away, yo ho! there,

Stands an iſland, ſurpaſſing all others by far;
 * if you doubt it, you've only to go there;

By Neptune twas built upon Freedom's firm Baſe,
 * And for ever't ill laſt, I've a notion;

All the world I defy to produce ſuch a place,
 * Pull away pull away pull away, pull, I ſay,

As the ſnug bit of land in the ocean.

From the oppoſite ſhore puff'd with arrogant pride,
 * Pull away! pull away! ſo clever,

They've of ſwore, as how they would come alongſide,
 * And deſtroy the poor iſland for ever;

But is made of ſuch durable ſtuff,
 * And ſhe's rigg'd, I've a notion,

She'd ſoon give the fauc invaders enough,
 * Pull away, etc.

If they touch'd a the land in the ocean.

There was, ever bold in the glorious cauſe,
 * Pull away, pull away, ſo ſtout, boys.

Who gain'd on the firſt day of June ſuch applauſe,
 * And Monſieur he put to the rout boys

The next was St, when kick'd up a duſt,
 * As the Spaniards can tell, I've a notion

For they ſwore not to ſtrike; ſays he, damme but you muſt,
 * Pull away, etc.

To the lads of the land in the ocean.