I have a version collected from Frederick White in Southampton Workhouse by Dr. Gardiner,....

Tim Radford

Our Ship’s Called The Convoy

Round Cape Horn - Frederick White H387.
Roud 4706 - (Singer’s title: “Our Ship’s Called The Convoy”)

Our ship’s she called “The Convoy”, a ship of great renown,
Whilst we lay off Plymouth, that beautiful town,
There we received orders, which bore us far from home,
We are bound for Rio Janeiro, and then around Cape Horn.

When we arrived at Rio, we lay there awhile,
A-reeving of new rigging and bending of new sail,
With our hearts as light as feathers as the decks we jog along,
And wishing for fine weather and rounding of Cape Horn.

We had twice five hundred mariners, all standing in a row,
With their white frocks and trousers as white as any snow,
From ship to ship they cheered us as we were sailing along,
And wishing for fine weather and rounding of Cape Horn.

It’s now we’re round the Horn, my boys,
Fine nights and fine days,
The first place we anchored in was Valparariso Bay,
To view those Spanish ladies, I solemnly declare,
They far exceed the English girls for beautiful heads of hair,


But they are not like any English girls, who will on you impose,
Who will rob you of your money then steal all your clothes,
But, when your money is all done, they’ll freely give to thee,
They’ll give you a good hearty kiss when you’re going off to sea.