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Andrew King & Brown Sierra - The Bold Princess Royal [unadorned version]

from Santa Sangre Magazine presents: Voices From Beyond compilation by Santa Sangre Magazine

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From the singing of Bob Copper of Rottingdean & Peacehaven, Sussex, and from the recording that he made of Ned “Wintry” Adams in Hastings in 1954 for the BBC [BBC recording 22742]. The text is mainly taken from Bob’s family’s version, the tune from Ned Adams.

Andrew King – Vocals.
Brown Sierra – Electronics.

Vocals recorded by Tony Wakeford at FurFeather Studio, London, 2006.
Electronics recorded, and mixed with vocals, by Brown Sierra at West Bank Studios, London, 2006.
Recording salvaged from the only known – damaged – trial copy, by Lloyd James at Wooden Lung Studios, London, 2009.
Post-recording editing by Andrew King at Epiphany West, Somerset, 2023.

lyrics

(Trad., Roud 528, Laws K29)
[5:11]
On the fourteenth of February, we sailed from the land,
On the bold Princess Royal, bound for Newfoundland
We had forty bright seamen for our ship’s company
And so boldlỳ from the east’ard to the west’ard bore we.

Now we ’ad not been a-sailing scarce days two or three,
When a man from our top-mast strange sails he did see
Come a-tearing down on us to see where we bore
And under her mizzen, black colours she wore.

Oh no, cried our Captain, what shall we do now?
Here comes a bold pirate for to rob us, I’m sure.
Oh no, cried our chief mate, that shall not be so,
We shall shoot out our reef, me boys, and away from him we’ll go.

Now it was that next morning, at the dawning of day
That lofty large pirate shot under our lee
Whence came’st you? Cried that pirate, we answered him so
We are out of fair London, bound for Calais-O

Then back your main top-sail, and ’eave your ship to
I ’ave a long letter that I will give to you
If I back me main top-sail, and ’eave me ship to
It will be for some Royal Pilot, O not alongside of you

O he chased us to the east’ard all that livelong day,
He chased us to the wast’ard but he could make no way
He firèd shots after us but none could prevail
And the bold Princess Royal soon showed him her tail.

O thank God, cried our Captain, for that pirate is gone,
Go you down to your grog, my boys, go you down everyone,
Go you down to your grog, my boys, and be of good cheer,
For whilst we have sea-room, O brave boys, never fear.

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from Santa Sangre Magazine presents: Voices From Beyond compilation, released July 3, 2023

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