THE BALLAD OF THE ‘CLAMPHERDOWN’
It was our war-ship ‘Clampherdown’
Would sweep the Channel clean,
Wherefore she kept her hatches close
When the merry Channel chops arose,
To save the bleached marine.
Would sweep the Channel clean,
Wherefore she kept her hatches close
When the merry Channel chops arose,
To save the bleached marine.
She had one bow-gun of a hundred ton,
And a great stern-gun beside;
They dipped their noses deep in the sea,
Thy racked their stays and staunchions free
In the wash of the wind-whipped tide.
And a great stern-gun beside;
They dipped their noses deep in the sea,
Thy racked their stays and staunchions free
In the wash of the wind-whipped tide.
It was our war-ship ‘Clampherdown,’
Fell in with a cruiser light
That carried the dainty Hotchkiss gun
And a pair o’ heels wherewith to run,
From the grip of a close-fought fight.
Fell in with a cruiser light
That carried the dainty Hotchkiss gun
And a pair o’ heels wherewith to run,
From the grip of a close-fought fight.
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