The Midshipmite
'Twas in fifty-five on a winter's
night,
Cheerily my lads, yo ho!
We'd got the Rooshan lines in
sight,
When up comes a little
Midshipmite
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!
"Who'll go ashore tonight,"
says he
"An' spike their guns along wi' me"
"Why bless'ee sir come along!"
says we,
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!
Cheerily, my lads, yo ho!
With along, long pull,
An' a strong, strong pull,
Gaily, boys' make her go,
An' we'll drink tonight
To the Midshipmite,
Singing cheerily,lads, yo ho!