The Rowing Galley
Pirate Jenny
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Strip them naked
As when they were born
Bensing their backs
From dusk until dawn
If they're naked
Then a few drops of wine
Should keep them in tact
For towing the line
Row, row
Ranks in a file
The sick and the wretched
Brandeshing blows
The weak is the flesh, and
The salt water stings
Their ears and their eyes
They still cannot shut out
The Galleyman's cries
Row, row, row
One of the Moors,
He could barely stand it.
He hacked at his wrist
And chopped off his hand
They tied the rest,
Bloody stump to the oar.
They still made him pull
And they wipped him some more!
Row, row, row, row