“ Wakes in my soul wakes in my soul, some charms
of lovely Sue.
Though battle call me from thy arms,
William shall to his dear return,
Though cannons roar yet safe from harm,
My pretty Susan do not mourn,
Love turns aside the balls that round me fly,
Least precious tears, least precious tears should
drop from Susans eye.
The boatswain gave the dreadfull.
The sails their swelling bosoms spread,
No longer must she stay on board,
They kiss'd; she sigh'd, and hung her head,
The list'ning boat unwilling rows to land,
Adieu she cried, adieu she cried, and wav'd her
lilly hand. ”

“ Sorrow and hardship I went through,
While I was on the raggin main,
Now my dear beloved Sue,
I am return'd to thee again,
No more I'll cross the raging ocean wide,
But live at pleasure, but live at pleasure,
with my lovely bride. ”