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Thread #169238   Message #4091255
Posted By: Shogun
03-Feb-21 - 10:38 AM
Thread Name: Discovering world legacy of shanties by 'Shogun'
Subject: RE: Discovering world legacy of shanties by 'Shogun'
032 - Santiana (A)

"Santiana" and "Mister Stormalong", together with the shanty "Lowlands Away", started life in the same as pump shanties. They have also been used in brake or leaver windlasses. later when iron ships replaced wooden once, has been used at pumps to great extent, and after been adapted to the capstan work, and so they remained to the end of the sail. This
reconstruction will be singing as the pump shanty.
"Shanties from the Seven Seas" by Stan Hugill (1st ed: p 82, 83).


Santiana (A)

Oh, Santiana gained the day,
   - Away Santiana!
Santiana gained the day,
   - All across the Plains of Mexico!

                     *2*
He gained the day at Molley-Del Rey,
An' General Taylor ran away,

                     *3*
All of his men were brave an' true,
Every soldier brave an' true.

                     *4*
Oh, Santiana fought for fame,
An, Santiana gained a name.

                     *5*
An' Zacharias Taylor ran away,
He ran away at Molley-del-ray.

                     *6*
Santiana's men were brave,
Many foud a solider's grave.

                     *7*
"Twas a fierce an' bitter strife,
Hand to hand they fought for life.

                     *8*
An' Santiana's name is known,
What a man can do was shown.

                     *9*
Oh, Santiana fought for his gold
What deeds he did have oft been told.

                   *10*
'Twas on the field of Molley-del-rey,
Santiana lost a leg that day.

                   *11*
Oh, Santiana's day is o'er,
Santiana will fight no more.

                   *12*
Oh, Santiana's gone away,
Far from the fields of Molley-del-rey.

                   *13*
Oh, Santiana's dead an' gone,
An' all the fightin' has bin done.

                   *14*
Santiana was a damn fine man,
Till he fouled hawse with Old Uncle Sam.

                   *15*
Now Santiana shovels his gold,
Around Cape Horn in the ice an' cold.

                   *16*
We'll dig his grave with a silver spade,
An' mark the spot where he was laid.

                   *17*
Oh, Santiana now we mourn,
We left him buried off Cape Horn.

                   *18*
We left him deep 'way off Cape Horn,
Close by the place where he was born.