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CAPT. GEORGE A. GILCHRIST, BELFAST. | CAPT. GEORGE A. GILCHRIST, BELFAST. | ||
| − | + | YOU may tear her tattered ensign down, | |
| − | That long has | + | That long has waved on high. |
| − | You may | + | You may give her to the passing gales |
| − | If the gales are | + | If the gales are passing by; |
| − | But you make a | + | But you make a great mistake, I'm sure, |
If you take such poor advice. | If you take such poor advice. | ||
| − | Since Captain Gilchrist's always | + | Since Captain Gilchrist's always here, |
To buy her at a price. | To buy her at a price. | ||
He takes 'em from the ocean blue | He takes 'em from the ocean blue | ||
And hauls 'em up by steam, | And hauls 'em up by steam, | ||
| − | He gives the craft a happy | + | He gives the craft a happy ride |
| − | On the railway | + | On the railway that's marine. |
He'll buy or sell or build or mend, | He'll buy or sell or build or mend, | ||
The ship at any hour, | The ship at any hour, | ||
| − | And in the pauses of | + | And in the pauses of his work, |
| − | He'll go to selling | + | He'll go to selling flour. |
| − | He likes the lodge, he likes the horse:There is no more to say, | + | He likes the lodge, he likes the horse:- |
| + | There is no more to say, | ||
Except that there is no annual pass, | Except that there is no annual pass, | ||
On his marine railway. | On his marine railway. | ||
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Revision as of 16:13, 19 March 2017
CAPT. GEORGE A. GILCHRIST, BELFAST. YOU may tear her tattered ensign down, That long has waved on high. You may give her to the passing gales If the gales are passing by; But you make a great mistake, I'm sure, If you take such poor advice. Since Captain Gilchrist's always here, To buy her at a price. He takes 'em from the ocean blue And hauls 'em up by steam, He gives the craft a happy ride On the railway that's marine. He'll buy or sell or build or mend, The ship at any hour, And in the pauses of his work, He'll go to selling flour. He likes the lodge, he likes the horse:- There is no more to say, Except that there is no annual pass, On his marine railway.
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