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   THE GOOD SHIP ROVER.

WHEN I was a young man,
I bore a valiant mind,
For to croſs the raging ſea
it was my whole deſign ;
I met a jovial ſhip-mate.
who engag'd me to the main,
Then we got our ſtores on board,
and put to ſea again.
Chor. And went to ſea again,
and went to ſea again,
Found all relations ſtranded,
and went to ſea again.

It was in the good Ship Rover,
I ſail'd the world all round,
And for ſeven years and over,
I ne'er touch'd Britiſh ground;
At length in old England landed,
and went to ſea again. And went, &c.

That time bound ſtraight to Portugal,
right fore and aft we bore ;
But, when we made Cape Ortugal,
a gale blew off the ſhore :
She lay ſo, it did ſhock her,
a log upon the main ;
Till, ſav'd from Davy's Locker,
we put to ſea again. And went to, &c.

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