Spanish Ladies

Verse 
    Bm                D            F#m 
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish Ladies, 
    Bm                     D         A 
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain; 
    Bm             A             D            F#m 
For we've received orders for to sail for ol' England, 
       G         F#m           Bm  F#m Bm  
But we hope in a short time to see you again. 


Chorus 
      Bm                       D            F#m 
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors, 
      Bm                      D           F#m   
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea. 
  D             A                D              F#m 
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England; 
     G         A         Bm  Em F#m  Bm 
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues. 

   
Verse 
   Bm                        D             F#m 
We hove our ship to with the wind from sou'west, boys 
   Bm                     D            A 
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take; 
      Bm         A               D           F#m 
'Twas forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom, 
      G           F#m              Bm      F#m Bm 
So we squared our main yard and up channel did make.  


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    Bm                    D              F#m 
The first land we sighted was called the Dodman, 
     Bm                      D                  F#m 
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, off Portsmouth the Wight; 
   D         A          D             F#m 
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover, 
    G            A          Bm    F#m      Bm 
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light.  


Chorus 
      Bm                       D            F#m 
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors, 
      Bm                      D           F#m   
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea. 
  D             A                D              F#m 
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England; 
     G         A         Bm  Em F#m  Bm 
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.  


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         Bm                      D              F#m 
Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor, 
    Bm                    D            F#m 
And all in the Downs that night for to lie; 
    Bm            A            D           F#m 
Let go your shank painter, let go your cat stopper! 
     G           F#m          Bm    F#m        Bm  
Haul up your clewgarnets, let tacks and sheets fly!  


Verse 
        Bm              D            F#m 
Now let every man drink off his full bumper, 
        Bm              D            F#m 
And let every man drink off his full glass; 
      Bm           A         D          F#m 
We'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy, 
    G             F#m            Bm   F#m     Bm 
And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass.  


Chorus 
      Bm                       D            F#m 
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors, 
      Bm                      D           F#m   
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea. 
  D             A                D              F#m 
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England; 
     G         A         Bm  Em F#m  Bm 
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.