ABSTRACT
Now, ’tis hunting, ’tis hunting I did want to go, I couldn’t find no horses, nor hounds nor no dogs; I made it me mind out to catch a large ship, I done it my duty right out of my head.
Now what do you think that I made of his head? I made the finest large ship that ever were sail; There was life-boats and little boats and sailors, quite true, Don’t you think I done well with my jolly herring?
