HARRI WEBB.
Rampage & Revel
Gower Smugglers
There's a Frenchman off the Mixon
Keeping clear of Mumbles light,
And we're rowing out to meet her
On a calm and moonlit night,
For there's stronger stuff than water
Lying bottled in her hold,
It's cargo worth the shifting
For Gower lads so bold.
So it's ho! for Brandy Cove, my boys,
It's ho ! for Brandy Cove.
Us'll beach un on the pobbles
Before the break of day,
And with the donkeys off the common
Us'll get un clean away,
And there's gentlemen in Swansea
As'll drink the King's health down
In wine that"s paid no duty
To the coffers of his crown
So it's ho! for Brandy Cove, my boys,
It's ho ! for Brandy Cove.
And Johnny Webb's patrolling
From Port Eynon to Pwlldu,
He'm a mighty smart excise-man
But un bain't as smart as we,
For we'll tiptoe up through Ha'slad
And round by Herbert's Lodge,
We know every lane and byway,
And we'mup to every dodge.
So it's ho ! for Brandy Cove, my boys,
It's ho ! for Brandy Cove.
So lean back on your benches,
Pull hard at the muffled oar,
For the Frenchy's showed his lantern,
And we'll soon be back on shore.
Back water now, my hearties,
Stand by to take it in,
For times be hard in Gower,
And smuggling ain't no sin.
So it's ho ! for Brandy Cove, my boys,
It's ho ! for Brandy Cove.
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