The Smugglers

The Smugglers. TTBB

music by Elizabeth Sidebotham                 Based on words by Robert Stephen Hawker (1803-1875)
There’s a lapping on the bows, no moonlight on the bay.
Not a sound from you, my lads or for this contraband you’ll pay.
Sh ———     Pah————— sh —————(sound of waves on beach)
On through the ground sea shove, light on the Larboard bow.
There’s a nine knot breeze above, and a sucking tide below.
Pah——— Sh———— Pah———— sh—————
Hush! For the beacon fails. The skulking auger’s by.
Down with your studding sails, with your studding sails,
Let the jib and foresail fly.
Hurrah for the light once more.
Point her for the Shark’s Rise Head.
Our friends can keep the shore or the skulking auger’s dead.
There’s a lapping on the bows, no moonlight on the bay.
Not a sound from you, my lads or for this contraband you’ll pay.
Sh ———     Pah————— sh —————(sound of waves on beach)
On through the ground sea shove, light on the Larboard bow.
There’s a nine knot breeze above, and a sucking tide below.