Maxioms by Charles Dibdin
A strong nor'wester's blowing, Bill;
Hark! don't ye hear it roar now?
Lord help 'em, how I read more
A strong nor'wester's blowing, Bill;
Hark! don't ye hear it roar now?
Lord help 'em, how I pities them
Unhappy folks on shore, now.
There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft,
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.
There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft,
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.
For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.
For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.
