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Captain Gordon`s Welcome Home,
a New Song in Praise of his taking the
French Privateers, and a Rich prize. A New Song, To an Excellent New Tune, Hark I hear the Cannons Roar. Now Brave Captain Gordon's Come,
And brought more Prizes with him home
Let's Drink a Cup full to the brim,
In a Health to Captain Gordon,
Because where ever he appears,
He clears Our Coasts of Privateers,
Makes Merchant Ships Trade without fears
Through out the Northern Ocean. Since he his Commission got,
He's prov'd a Stout and Valiant Scot:
Let every one then Drink a Pot
In a Health to Captain Gordon:
Because where ever he appears,
He clears Our Coasts of Privateers
Make Merchant Ships Trade without fears,
Through out the Nothern Ocean. Now Albion I say Rejoice,
Lift up your long dejected Voice
And with a brave Melodious Voice
In praise of Captain Gordon ;
Who does dispell Our Clouds of Fears,
And saves Our Ships from Privateers;
Who brings into Our Lothian Peers.
From th` North Meall in Abundance. French Privateers dare not appear,
To put Our Coasts into a steer,
Our Meal Barks they dare not come near,
Because of Our Brave Gordon ;
So that Malt and Meal do both abound,
Therefore let their Healths go Merrily round
And sing their Praise with a joyful sound,
That Sail with Captain Gordon. Come all who wish old Scotland well,
Glad Tydings I shall to you tell,
Of late upon our Coast befel,
By means of Captain Gordon.
Great and Rich Prizes are brought here,
Besides a second Privateer,
Whose Value plainly doth appear
To be near half a Million Of Sterling pounds, so that I hope.
We`r almost alike with the English Fop,
Who did our Africk Annandale stop,
Into the Southern Ocean ;
Let's therefore in good Wine and Beer,
Drink a Health both far and near,
Not only this but every year:
To Our Brave Captain Gordon. Take courage then brave Scottish Men,
Fear not the threats of the Southern,
Although you were but one to ten,
You'r able them to order.
Let Zeal then for your Country's good,
Add to your Valour and Manhood,
You need not fear that England`s Flood,
Dare venture on your Border. The time now seems for to approach,
When Scotland shall come off in Coach,
And those that on her do incroach:
Be driven into Confusion:
Let us then no more then Subject be,
Unto proud England`s Monarchie,
Nor made Slaves by their Tyrannie
In suffering their Intrusion. Too, too long we have silent been,
Too many abuses have we seen,
Since Our King did Succeed their Queen;
And both Lands made an Union.
Yet England still to Scotland broke.
In every thing they undertook,
Designing to keep's under Yoak
And void of their Communion. Now since that Heaven hath set us free
Strive to maintain your Libertie.
And suffer no more slaverie
But let's unite together,
With Heart and Hand firmly to Stand,
In defence of this Ancient Land
That they may you no more command,
Who would deceive their Brother. So shall we live in joy and peace,
And happy make Our future race
That it may be told in each place,
Scotland Renews Her Honour,
By keeping close to our Ancient Right,
And Liberty, with all her might.
While Sun and Moon do give their Light
Let Scots Men shew their Valour.
F I N I S .
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