Crime & punishment

            Will Watch the

                Smuggler,

Pitts Printer Wholesale Toy and Marble Ware
    house 6, Great st Andrew street 7 dials

'TWAS one morn when the wind from the north
ward blew keenly,
While sullenly roar'd the big waves of the main,
A fam'd smuggler Will Watch kiss'd his Sue then
serenely,
Took helm and to sea boldly steer'd out again.
Will had promis'd his Sue that this trip if well ended
Should coil up his hopes and he'd anchor on shore
When his pockets were lin'd why his life should be
mended
The laws he had broken he'd never break more.

His sea boat was trim made her port took her lading
Then Will stood for home reached her offing and
cried
This night if I've luck furl the sails of my trading,
In dock I can lay serve a friend too beside.
Will lay to till night came on darksome and dreary,
To crowd every sail when he piped up all hands (ry
But a signal soon spied 'twas a prospect uncheery,
A signal that warn'd him to bear from the land,

The Philistines are out cries Will we'll take no heed
on't, (gun,
Attack'd who's the man that will flinch from his
Should my head be blown off I shall ne'er feel the
need on't, (ruz
We'll fight while we can when we can't boys we'll
Thro' the haze of the night a bright flash now ap-
pearing, (down,
O now cries Will Watch the Philistines bear
Bear a hand my right tars e'er we think about sheer
ing, (drown
One broadside pour in should we swim boys or

But should I be popp'd off you my mates left be-
hind me,
Regard my last words see 'em kindly obey'd,
Let no stone mark the spot and you friends do you
mind me, (be laid
Near the beach is the grave where Will Watch would
Poor Will's yarn was spun out for a bullet next mi-
nute,
Laid him low on the deck and he never spoke more
His bold crew fought the brig while a shot remained
it,
Then sheer'd and Will's hulk to his Susan they bore.

In the dead of the night his last wish was complled
with, end
To few known his grave and to few known his
He was borne to the earth by the crew that he died
with,
He'd the prayers of his Susan and the tears of his friend.
Near the grave dash the billow the wind loudly bel
low, ( bed
You ash struck with lightning points out the cold
Where Will Watch the bold smuggler that fam'd
lawless fellow,
Once fear'd now forgot, sleepsun peace with the dead.