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On St. Patrick’s Day the seventeenth from New York we set sail.
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Kind fortune did favor us with a sweet and pleasant gale,
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We bore away from America; the wind being off the land.
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And with courage brave we plowed the waves bound down for NFLD.
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Our Captain’s name was Nelson just twenty years of age.
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As true and brave a sailor lad as ever plowed the waves.
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«The Evelyn» our brig was named belonging to MacLean.
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And with courage brave we plowed the waves bound down for NFLD.
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Now when three days out to our surprise the Captain he falls sick
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In short he was not able to take his turn on deck
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The fever raged which made us think that death was close at hand,
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So we bore away from Halifax bound down for Newfoundland.
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Now at three O’Clock we sighted a light that we were glad to see,
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The small pox had been raging; its what it proved to be,
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And at four O’Clock in the afternoon as sure as God’s command,
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Oh he past away off Arichat bound down for Newfoundland.
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