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The Flying Cloud

アーティスト:Ewan MacColl  アルバム:Sailors' Songs & Sea Shanties 

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My name is Arthue Hollander as you may understand I was born ten miles from the Dublin town down on the Salt Sea Strand When I was young comely sure and fortune on me shone My parents loved me tenderly for I was their only son My father he rose up one day and with him I did go He bound me as butcher boy to Pearson of Wicklow And I wore the bloody apron for three long years or more Until I shipped on board the Ocean Queen, belonging to Tremore It was on Bermuda's Isle that I met with Captain Moore The Captain of the Flying Cloud the pride of Baltimore I am the troop to ship with him on a slaving voyage to go To the burning shores of Africa where the sugar cane does grow It all went well until we came to Africa's shores And five hundred of them poor slaves me boys from their native homes we _____ Each one was loaded down with chains as we made them walk below Just eighteen inches space was all that each man had to show The plague it came and fever too and killed them off like flies We dumped their bodies on the deck and hove them in the sea For sure the dead were lucky for they'd have to weep no more Now drag the chain and field the lash in Cuba for ever more But now our money it is spent we must go to see once more But each man stayed to listen to the words of Captain Moore "There is gold and silver to be had if with me you'll remain Let's hoist the pirate flag and sweep the Spanish Main" All agreed but three young men,


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