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Harry our King in England from London town is gone	A
And comen to Hamull on the Hoke in the Countie of Suthampton	A
For there lay the Mary of the Tower his ship of war so strong	B
And he would discover certaynely if his shipwrights did him wrong	B
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He told not none of his setting forth nor yet where he would go	C
But only my Lord of Arundel and meanly did he show	C
In an old jerkin and patched hose that no man might him mark	D
With his frieze hood and cloak above he looked like any clerk	E
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He was at Hamull on the Hoke about the hour of the tide	F
And saw the Mary haled into dock the winter to abide	F
With all her tackle and habilaments which are the King his own	A
But then ran on his false shipwrights and stripped her to the bone	A
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They heaved the main mast overboard that was of a trusty tree	G
And they wrote down it was spent and lost by force of weather at sea	G
But they sawen it into planks and strakes as far as it might go	C
To maken beds for their own wives and little children also	C
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There was a knave called Slingawai he crope beneath the deck	H
Crying Good felawes come and see The ship is nigh a wreck	H
For the storm that took our tall main mast it blew so fierce and fell	I
Alack it hath taken the kettles and pans and this brass pott as well	I
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With that he set the pott on his head and hied him up the hatch	J
While all the shipwrights ran below to find what they might snatch	J
All except Bob Brygandyne and he was a yeoman good	K
He caught Slingawai round the waist and threw him on to the mud	L
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I have taken plank and rope and nail without the King his leave	M
After the custom of Portesmouth but I will not suffer a thief	N
Nay never lift up thy hand at me there's no clean hands in the trade	O
Steal in measure quo' Brygandyne There's measure in all things made	O
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Gramercy yeoman said our King Thy council liketh me	G
And he pulled a whistle out of his neck and whistled whistles three	G
Then came my Lord of Arundel pricking across the down	A
And behind him the Mayor and Burgesses of merry Suthampton town	A
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They drew the naughty shipwrights up with the kettles in their hands	P
And bound them round the forecastle to wait the King's commands	P
But Sith ye have made your beds said the King ye needs must lie thereon	A
For the sake of your wives and little ones felawes get you gone	A
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When they had beaten Slingawai out of his own lips	Q
Our King appointed Brygandyne to be Clerk of all his ships	Q
Nay never lift up thy hands to me there's no clean hands in the trade	O
But steal in measure said Harry our King There's measure in all things made	O
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God speed the Mary of the Tower the Sovereign and Grace Dieu	O
The Sweepstakes and the Mary Fortune and the Henry of Bristol too	O
All tall ships that sail on the sea or in our harbours stand	O
That they may keep measure with Harry our King and peace in Engeland	O

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