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Folk Song

X:1 T:The Bay Of Biscay C:Trad N:Sea Song Z:Webmaster K: W:1 Loud roar'd the dreadful thunder The rain a deluge show'rs; W:The clouds are rent asunder By lightning's vivid pow'rs. W:The night both drear and dark. Our poor devoted bark W:Till next day there she lay In the Bay of Biscay O! W:Till next day there she lay In the Bay of Biscay O! W: W:2 Now dashed up on the billow Our op'ning timbers creak, W:Each fears a watery pillow, None stop the dreadful leak. W:To cling to slippery shrouds Each breathless seaman crowds W:As she lay till the day In the Bay of Biscay O! W:As she lay till the day In the Bay of Biscay O! W: W:3 Her yielding timbers sever, Her pitchy seams are rent; W:When Heav'n, all bounteous ever, Its boundless mercy sent. W:A sail in sight appears, We hail her with three cheers W:Now we sail with the gale From the Bay of Biscay O! W:Now we sail with the gale From the Bay of Biscay O! % % % % %

					
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