Sir Patrick Spens
Oh where will I get a skipper, To sail this new ship of mine?
The King sits in Dunfermline town, Drink his red wine.
Up and spoke an elderly knight, Sitting at the King's right knee.
Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor, To ever sail the sea
Be it wind, be it wet, be it hail, be it sleet, Our ship must sail the sea; The King's daughter of Norway, We must bring her home.
They hoisted their sails on Monday, And at the speed they sailed, They landed at Norway By the Wednesday.
They had not sailed a league, A league but barely three, When the sky grew dark and the wind blew loud, Then the sea grew rough.
Oh long, long will the ladies sit, With their fans in their hands, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens, Come sailing back to land!
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