Britons Strike Home

1. Come all you bold seamen
And see what is done,
See how a brave woman
Will fight for a man.
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.

2. My father was a squire,
And I was his heir,
And I fell in love
With a sailor so rare.
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.

3. The press-gang they took him,
My joy and my pride,
And, dress’d in boy’s clothing,
I fought by his side.
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.

4. Our ship carried
Over nine hundred men,
And out of nine himdred
Five hundred were slain.
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.

5. The sweet little bullets
Came flying apace,
I was shot in the right breast,
How hard was my case.
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.

6. My sailor was wounded,
No more could we fight,
Discharged we were married,
So all things came right.
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.

7. Come all you bold women,
Where’er you may be,
Consider the hardships
We suffer at sea
So well cross the salt seas,
Let the wind blow so strong,
While our rakish young fellows cry,
Britons, strike home, boys,
Britons, strike home.