THE MIDSHIPMITE
Ah yes my lads, 'was long ago,
It seems an age to me,
Since good ship Victor spread her sails
And then put out to sea.
It seems an age to me,
Since good ship Victor spread her sails
And then put out to sea.
She was as staunch and true a ship
As ever sailed the main,
She'd hold her own on any sea,
In wind or hurricane.
As ever sailed the main,
She'd hold her own on any sea,
In wind or hurricane.
And all our crew were stalwart men
As ever walked a deck,
Our mate had sailed in unknown seas
And outlived many a wreck.
As ever walked a deck,
Our mate had sailed in unknown seas
And outlived many a wreck.
Our captain was a sailor born
And well he kept his log,
Yet had one fault, one grievous sin,
He guzzled too much grog.
And well he kept his log,
Yet had one fault, one grievous sin,
He guzzled too much grog.
But not of these I tell my tale,
'Tis of the midshipmite,
He was the joy of all the ship
Our solace and delight.
'Tis of the midshipmite,
He was the joy of all the ship
Our solace and delight.
His eyes were blue as any sea,
His cheeks were like the dawn,
And fair his shock of flaxen hair
As wind e'er blew upon.
His cheeks were like the dawn,
And fair his shock of flaxen hair
As wind e'er blew upon.
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