A New Song (on Blakeney and Byng)
Come all you brave Britons wherever you be,
Fill up your glasses to brave Blakeney;
O’er a full flowing bowl our voices shall ring,
Huzza for brave Blakeney, and God save the King.
Sing tantarara shoot Byng, etc.
Here’s a health to brave Blakeney, so stout and so bold,
Who the fort of St. Philip so bravely did hold;
Had he been reinforced by Admiral Byng,
He’d not yielded St. Philip unto the French King.
Sing tantarara, etc.
And when that he came unto the British shore,
The bells they did ring and the guns they did roar,
In a full flowing bowl his valour shall ring,
Huzza for brave Blakeney and shoot Mr. Byng.
Sing tantarara, etc.
I had like to have forgot our brave Captain Carr,
When Admiral Byng call’d a council of war;
He boldly made answer, ‘The King sent all we
To defend fort St. Philip, and help brave Blakeney.’
Sing, etc.
Then he left Admiral B., and away he did steer,
In spite of the guns of the great Galissionère, [sic]
In the fort of St. Philip he landed his men,
And sank the brave Dolphin in the harbour then.
Sing, etc.
So God save our admirals who are loyal and right,
For their King and country like Blakeney they’ll fight.
And those who are treach’rous in a halter let swing,
Huzza for brave Blakeney, and God save the King.
Sing, etc.