The gallant frigate Amphitrite she lay in Plymouth Sound,
Blue Peter at her foremast head, for she was outward bound;
We were waiting there for orders to send us far from home;
Our orders came for Rio, and then around Cape Horn.
When we arrived in Rio we prepared for heavy gales;
We set up all the rigging, boys, and bent on all new sails.
From ship to ship they cheered us as we did sail along,
And they wished us pleasant weather in the rounding of Cape Horn.
In beating off Magellan Strait it blew exceeding hard;
Whilst shortening sail two gallant tars they fell from the topsail yard.
By angry seas the ropes we threw from their poor hands was torn
We were forced to leave them to the sharks that prowl around Cape Horn.
When we got round the Horn, my boys, we had such glorious days
And very soon our killick dropped in Valparaiso Bay.
Them pretty girls came down in flocks, I solemnly declare
They are far above the Plymouth girls with their long and curling hair.
They love a jolly sailor when he spends his money free,
They'll laugh and sing and merry be, and have a jovial spree.
And when your money it is all gone they won't on you impose,
They are not like them Plymouth girls that'll pawn and sell your clothes.
Farewell to Valparaiso and farewell for a while,
Likewise to all them Spanish girls all along the coast of Chile;
If ever l live to be paid off l'll sit and I'll sing this song
And God bless all those Spanish girls that we left around Cape Horn.
from 52 Folk Songs: Orange,
released June 11, 2012
Phil Edwards: vocal, drums, recorder, English concertina