Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Paul Clayton
Our ship she lay at anchor
Our ship of high renown
Our ship she lay at anchor
In fair Boston Town
Awaiting there for orders
To take us far from home
Our orders came for Rio
And thence around Cape Horn
We hoisted our three topsails
Our anchor we did weigh
We bade our friends a kind farewell
And then we sailed away
We sailed away for Rio
And on our course did steer
'Twas many a stormy day and night
Ere Rio did appear
At last, we anchored at Rio
Just for a little while
To overhaul the rigging
And to fit the ship in style
The shipping, how they cheered us
As we sailed along
And wished us many a pleasant voyage
Around and off Cape Horn
At last, we rounded that stormy cape
Fair nights and pleasant days
The next place that we anchor
Will be Valparaiso Bay
For there the girls will welcome you
I solemnly declare
For they're not much like the Liverpool girls
With their curls and glossy hair
They'll invite the Yankee sailors
To come on shore and spree
And when your money it is gone
They'll give it back to thee
And when your money it is gone
They'll not on you impose
For they're not much like those Liverpool girls
Who'll go and pawn your clothes
Farewell to Valparaiso
Just for a little while
Likewise to all the others
Of those fair Pacific isles
And when we get home again
We'll sit and sing this song
God bless those little Spanish girls
We left around Cape Horn