THUROT"S DEFEAT.

On the fourteenth day of February as I heard the people say
Three French ships of war boys they anchored in our bay
They anchored in our bay and they landed at Culrout
And marched to Carrickfergus without any more dispute.

They thought to take the castle without any more ado
Till brave Colonel Jennings of them he got full view
And gave them such a store boys of his powder and his ball
Till four hundred and eleven of those French dogs they did fall.

Thurot takes his spyglass and views the shore all round
Where the people they came flocking from country and from town
Boys we cannot stay long here boys this place is getting warm
See those bold heroes in clusters how they swarm

We"ll demand great provisions boys we will take more or less
Because we cannot safely boys stay long into this place
If the English by some chance boys do come in by the sea
We"re so guarded by the land boys they will give us warm play.

On the twenty first of February the wind it blew northwest
And we poor British sailors were very sore opprest
For we could not beat up to them the wind it blew so high
And for proud monsuire Thurot we were forced to lie by.

Early the next morning as daylight did appear
Elliot he spied Thurot which put him in good cheer
Elliot he spied Thurot which put him in good cheer
Saying shakeout your reefs boys and after him we"ll steer.

The first came on was the Brilliant boys and gave him a broadside
The next came up was the Police and she fired as she flyed
The third came up was Elliots ship and gave him fire around
Aha my boys says Thurot this is not Carrick town.

Elliot walked the deck with visage clear and calm
Give them another broadside boys and we"ll slay them every wan
Give them another broadside boys and sink them in the sea
Don"t let them get their hooks aboard or we will lose the day.

Thurot walks the deck with visage pale and wan
Saying strike your colours brave boys they will sink us every man
For their heavy shot it comes so fast it comes both weather and lee
Come strike your colours brave boys or they"ll sink us in the sea.

Before they got their colours struck great slaughter there was made
Of many a clever Frenchman on Thurot"s deck lay dead
They came tumbling down in swarms on Thurot"s deck they lay
While the bold British heroes cut her boom and yards away.

And as for Thurot"s body as I hear the people say
It was carried out by Elliot"s men and buried in Ramsay bay
Here"s a health to Captain Elliot I have got no more to say
Though the French they be kings on land we"re British boys by sea.

A wheen verses missing as the memory is not what it was.