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British Library - Roxburghe
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A New SONG of Paul Jones,
the Cumberland Militia, and
Scarbrough Volunteers.

COME each loyal Briton of courage so bold,
As annals can shew you would neer be contrould,
It vexes my patience Im sure night and day,
To think how that traitor Paul Jones got away.
Derry-down, etc.
As soon as this rebel near our shore did come,
From all parts of the town the inhabitants run,
They all stood amazed his fire to see,
But this never daunted our brave militia.
Our two noble colonels they straight gave command,
Brave Lowther and Fleming, two Parliament-men;
They marched thro the ranks, and to the men did say,
Brave boys, have your arms in good order, we pray.
Our brave officers all, of every degree,
Took care every man provided should be,
With powder and ball, then each took command,
Said, Boys, for the honour of Cumberland.
Then strait we on guard to the Spaws sent with speed,
To prevent Pauls landing, in case there was need;
They call him Paul Jones, but his name is John Paul,
And if ever we catch him he shall pay for all.
The Serapis and Countess of Scarbrough brave,
Five hours and a half they did bravely behave;
Only two against six the whole time in the fight,
And so with reluctance was forced to strike.
In Whitehaven this brat servd his time to the sea,
He was born and bred in the shire of Galloway;
He livd with Lord Selkirk a servant some time,
But committing murder to gaol was confind.
He was tryd for the same, and condemned to die,
But broke his confinement, by means cunningly;
A traitor he stands for th American cause,
And joind with the French for to pull down our laws.
The inhabitants of Scarbrough to work strait did fall,
In order to protect them from all such as Paul,
And raisd up a volunteer company with speed,
To defend the town in case there was need.
So now they are provided with every thing new,
Their hearts they are good, and their cloathing is blue,
Theyll join our militia without dread or fear,
For to flog Jackey Paul, should he chance to come here.
I wish every city and town would with speed,
Raise a volunteer-company in time of such need;
To assist our militia round the British land,
And imitate Scarbrough who has laid them a plan.
So here is a health for to drink great and small,
Success to our militia and volunteers all
May they all prove loyal and true to their king,
And all such as Paul in a halter soon swing.

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