(This was the happiest period in his life. All locked set fair for a career until he was stricken with sickness and invalided out of his chosen niche in life. Reluctantly and unhappily he turned to a number of menial occupations and finally returned to the services of Miss Keyse)
[I.St Ninian's Isle / Trumpet Hornpipe 0:00 - 1:14]
[Instrumental]
[II. The Sailor's Alphabet 1:14 - 7:07]
[Verse 1]
A's for the anchor that lies at our bow
B's for the bowsprit and the jibs all lie low
C's for the capstan we all run around
D's for the davits to lower the boat down
[Chorus]
Merrily, merrily, so merry sail we
No mortal on Earth like a sailor at sea
Heave away, haul away, the ship rolls along
Give a sailor his grog and there's nothing goes wrong
[Verse 2]
E's for the ensign that at our peak flew
F's for the focsle where lives our wild crew
G's for the galley where the salt junk smells strong
And H is the halliards we hoist with a song
[I.St Ninian's Isle / Trumpet Hornpipe 0:00 - 1:14]
[Instrumental]
[II. The Sailor's Alphabet 1:14 - 7:07]
[Verse 1]
A's for the anchor that lies at our bow
B's for the bowsprit and the jibs all lie low
C's for the capstan we all run around
D's for the davits to lower the boat down
[Chorus]
Merrily, merrily, so merry sail we
No mortal on Earth like a sailor at sea
Heave away, haul away, the ship rolls along
Give a sailor his grog and there's nothing goes wrong
[Verse 2]
E's for the ensign that at our peak flew
F's for the focsle where lives our wild crew
G's for the galley where the salt junk smells strong
And H is the halliards we hoist with a song
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