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For whiskey and bad company Has made a fool of me So, come all young men, my warning tale Won't you shun the piracy? Oh, me name, 'tis William Hollander As you will understand I was born in the County of Waterford Down by her golden strand When I was young and in me prime Good fortune, upon me, shone And my parents raised me tenderly I was their only son Oh, me father bound me to a trade In Waterford's fair town He bound me to a cooper there By the name of William Brown I served my master faithfully For three long yеars or more Til I shipped aboard The Ocеan Queen Belonging to Tramore And when we reached Bermuda's isle I met with a Captain Moore He was the skipper of the Flying Cloud From out of Baltimore He asked me if I'd sail with him On a slaving voyage to go To the burning shores of Africa Where the sugar cane does grow For whiskey and bad company Has made a fool of me So, come all young men, my warning tale Won't you shun the piracy? 'Twas after five weeks we arrived Off Africa's burning shore Five hundred of them weeping blacks From their native lands, we tore We loaded them in iron chain And stowed them down below Scarce eighteen inches to the man Was all they had to show Well, the fever came and the plague, too And it killed them off like flies We dragged their bodies up on deck And we dumped them in the tide It was better for the rest of them If they had died below Than to wear the chain or feel the lash In America forever more For whiskey and bad company Has made a fool of me So, come all young men, my warning tale Won't you shun the piracy? Oh, we sacked and we plundered many a ship Both frigates and liners, too Until the British man-o-war The Dungeness, hove in view She fired a shot across our bow We sailed before the wind The chain-shot brought our mainmast down And we fell far behind So, it's now to Newgate we are bound And we're the ones in chains For the sinking and for plundering All along the Spanish Main The judge, he found us guilty We were condemned to die So, to all my friends, take heed by me Lead not such a life as I So, it's fare thee well, old Waterford And to the girl I do adore I'll never kiss your lips again Or squeeze your breasts no more For whiskey and bad company Has made a fool of me So, come all young men, my warning tale Won't you shun the piracy? For whiskey and bad company Has made a fool of me So, come all young men, my warning tale Won't you shun the piracy?
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