Now landsmen all, whoever you may be,
If you want to rise to the top of the tree,
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Now landsmen all, whoever you may be,
If you want to rise to the top of the tree,
If your soul isn't fettered to an office stool,
Be careful to be guided by this golden rule--
Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all may be Rulers of the Queen's Navee.

Our ships were British oak,
And hearts of oak our men.

Our ships were British oak,
And hearts of oak our men.

Cooped in their winged sea-girt citadel.

Cooped in their winged sea-girt citadel.

Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.

Hearts of oak are our ships,
Gallant tars are our men.

Right--that will do for the marines.

Right--that will do for the marines.

There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles
the Second. But the seamen were not read more

There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles
the Second. But the seamen were not gentlemen; and the gentlemen
were not seamen.

Now the sunset breezes shiver,
And she's fading down the river,
But in England's song forever
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Now the sunset breezes shiver,
And she's fading down the river,
But in England's song forever
She's the Fighting Temeraire.

Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!

Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!

Hearts of oak are are ships,
Hearts of oak are our men.

Hearts of oak are are ships,
Hearts of oak are our men.