BEN BACK]STAY. Jm? he!?ey wu our bo?ain, a ve? ? ?, F? ao ?e h? so me?ily co?d pi? ?1 h? ? w? ? ?d h? ?? we.?'t well ?- tend, ? I? t? he m? ?ly ? h?e a ?'s e? Wi? ? ?chow; c?ry-chow, Fol 1ol ? ?d?e M, fol tel ? ? � Whilst millrig once, our captain, who was �jolly One &i?; he gave to every mess �double share of grog, Ben Beckstay he got tipsy, all to his heart's content, And, being lmlf..seas ove?, vy overheard he vent. With his chip-chow, A shark was on the starhoard,?-shetks don't for man- ners stand, But gr?; all they come near, just like your aimrim ou -We throw out Ben some tackling, of saving him SO!M hopes, But tim shark had !?t his heed Off, so he couldn*t sea the rope.: Nor sing out chip-chow, &e. Without �head, his ghost appeared sit on the briny lake; He piped all hands a-hey*. 'and cried, leds, warning by me take, By drinking grog I lost my life; so, lest my fete yore meet, F?/, Sever mix your liquor, leds, but sdwey8 tak� it And sing ehil?chow, &?
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