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NE night as I lay on my bed, I lay warm at my eaſe, l dream'd about bold mariners,
 * and ſailors on the ſeas.

We do endure both hot and cold,
 * and many bitter blaſts.

And oftentimes we are obliged
 * to cut away our maſts.

And over board our guns to throw,
 * with many cargo brave.

And in the long boat forced to jump,
 * our precious lives to ſave.

Our Captain in his cabin ſtood,
 * a man of courage, brave and bold,.

Cheer up my lively jolly lads,
 * jump up my hearts or gold.

Our boatſwain at the wheel does ſtand,
 * ſteering her courſe right well,

He looks around with watery eyes,
 * ſaying ſee how the ſeas do ſwell.