Rounding the Horn - Jo Freya

The gallant frigate Amphitrite

She lay in Plymouth Sound

Blue Peter at the foremast head

For she was outward bound

We were waiting there for orders

To send us far from home

Our orders came for Rio

And that around Cape Horn

When we arrived at Rio

We prepared for heavy gales

We set up all our rigging boys

And bent on all new sails

From ship to ship they checred us

As we did sail along

And wished us pleasant weather

In rounding of Cape Horn

When beating off Magellan Straits

It blew exceeding hard

Whilst shortening sail two gallant

Tars fell from the topsail yard

By angry seas the ropes we threw

From their poor hands was torn

We were forced to leave them to the sharks

That prowl around Cape Horn

When we got round the Horn

Me boys we had such glorious days

And very soon our killick dropped in Valparaiso Bay

The pretty girls came down in flocks

I solemnly declare

They're far before the Plymouth girls

With their long and curly hair

They love a jolly sailor

When he spends his money free

They'll laugh and sing and

Merry be and have a jovial spree

And when our money is all gone

They won't on you impose

They are not like the Plynouth girls

That'll pawn and sell your clothes

Farewell to Valparaiso and farewell for a while

Likewise to all the Spanish girls

All on the coast of Chile

And if ever I live to be paid off

I'll sit and sing this song

God bless those pretty Spanish girls

We left around Cape Horn