Steeleye Span - The Victory lyrics
[Steeleye Span - The Victory lyrics]
I am a youthful lady my
Troubles they are great
My tongue is scarcely able
My grievance to relate
Since I have lost my true love
That was ever dear to me
He's gone to plough the ocean
On board the Victory
And many a pleasant evenings my
Love and I did meet
He clasped me round my slender waist
And gave me kisses sweet
I gave to him my hand and heart
And he vowed he'd marry me
But, I did not know that my
Love would join the Victory
Mourn, England, mourn and complain
For the brave Lord Nelson's men
That died upon the main
My parents could not endure my love
Because he was so poor
Therefore he never did presume to
Come within the door
But had he been some noble lord
Born a man of high degree
They'd ne'er have sent the lad I
Love on board the Victory
There was thirteen on the press-gang
They did my love surround
And four of that accursed gang
Went bleeding to the ground
My love was overpowered though
He fought most manfully
They dragged him through the dark
Wet streets towards the Victory
Your ship she lay in harbour
Just ready to set sail
May Heaven be your guardian, love
Till you come home from sea
Just like an angel weeping
On the rock sighs every day
Awaiting for my own true love
Returning home from sea
It's not for gold that glitters
Nor silver that will shine
If I marry to the man I love
I'll be happy in my mind
Here's success unto the Victory and
Crew of noble fame and glory to the captain
Bold Nelson was his name
At the Battle of Trafalgar the
Victory cleared the way
But my love was slain with
Nelson upon that very day
Troubles they are great
My tongue is scarcely able
My grievance to relate
Since I have lost my true love
That was ever dear to me
He's gone to plough the ocean
On board the Victory
And many a pleasant evenings my
Love and I did meet
He clasped me round my slender waist
And gave me kisses sweet
I gave to him my hand and heart
And he vowed he'd marry me
But, I did not know that my
Love would join the Victory
Mourn, England, mourn and complain
For the brave Lord Nelson's men
That died upon the main
My parents could not endure my love
Because he was so poor
Therefore he never did presume to
Come within the door
But had he been some noble lord
Born a man of high degree
They'd ne'er have sent the lad I
Love on board the Victory
There was thirteen on the press-gang
They did my love surround
And four of that accursed gang
Went bleeding to the ground
My love was overpowered though
He fought most manfully
They dragged him through the dark
Wet streets towards the Victory
Your ship she lay in harbour
Just ready to set sail
May Heaven be your guardian, love
Till you come home from sea
Just like an angel weeping
On the rock sighs every day
Awaiting for my own true love
Returning home from sea
It's not for gold that glitters
Nor silver that will shine
If I marry to the man I love
I'll be happy in my mind
Here's success unto the Victory and
Crew of noble fame and glory to the captain
Bold Nelson was his name
At the Battle of Trafalgar the
Victory cleared the way
But my love was slain with
Nelson upon that very day