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The Dreadnought (Traditional)

She's a saucy fast packet
and a packet of fame,
She hails from New York and
the Dreadnought's her name;
'Cross the wild western ocean,
she's bound for to go,
She's the Liverpool packet.
Oh, Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnought is
hauling out of Waterloo Dock,
And the boys and the girls
to the pierhead do flock;
They give us three cheers
as their tears down do flow,
She's the Liverpool packet.
Oh, Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnought is
lying in the River Mersey,
'Waiting the Independence
to tow her to sea;
Out 'round the Rock Light
where them salt tides do flow,
Bound away in the Dreadnought
to the westward we'll go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnought's a-howling
down the wild lrish Sea,
Her passengers merry and
with their hearts full of glee;
Her sailors like lions
walk the decks to and fro,
She's the Liverpool packet.
Oh, Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnought is
sailing the Atlantic so wide,
Where the high roaring seas
roll along her black side;
With her sails taughtly set
for the Red Cross to show,
She's the Liverpool packet.
Oh, Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnought is
crossing the Banks of Newfoundland,
Where the water's so green
and the bottom's all sand;
The fishes of the ocean
they swim to and fro,
She's the Liverpool packet.
Oh, Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

And now she is lying
off the Long Island Shore,
Where the pilot will board us
as he's oft done before;
Fill away your main topsail!
Board your main tack also,
She's the Liverpool packet.
Oh, Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

And now we're arriving
in old New York town,
We're bound for the Bowery
and let sorrows drown;
With our gals and our beer, boys.
Oh, let the song know,
And drink to the Dreadnought
where'er she may go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Here's a health to the Dreadnought
and all her brave crew,
To bold Captain Samuels
and his officers, too;
You may talk of flash packets,
Swallowtail and Black Ball,
But the Dreadnought's
the flyer that can outsail them all!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

####.... Author unknown. Variant of a native American ballad, The Dreadnaught, [Laws D-13] Native American Balladry (G Malcolm Laws, 1950/1964). Considered traditional on both sides of the Atlantic ....####
Note ¹: The Dreadnought was a medium clipper (packet) built by Currier and Townsend of Newburyport, MA. From 1853 to 1864, she made 31 round trips between New York and Liverpool for the Red Cross Line of New York. She was shipwrecked in 1869 while rounding Cape Horn.

Note ²: 'There is a crack packet. . .' the song of the Dreadnought, or "The Liverpool Packet", by Admiral Chandler. The Dreadnought was an American packet ship which once crossed the Atlantic in nine days, seventeen hours. She suffered a mutiny when under the command of Captain Samuels, and was wrecked off Cape Horn in 1869. Some scholars believe that this song was adapted from one about a British warship, HMS Pique.
~ Captains Courageous Notes on the text by Leonee Ormond [P98, L20], Oxford University Press, 1995.




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