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There's a saucy wild packet, and a packet of fame She belongs to New York, and the Dreadnought's her name She is bound to the westward where the stormy winds blow Bound away in the Dreadnought, to the westward we'll go Now the time of her sailing is now drawing nigh Farewell, pretty May, I must bid you goodbye Farewell to old England and all there we hold dear Bound away in the Dreadnought, to the westward we'll steer Now the Dreadnought' is bowlin' down the wild Irish Sea Her passengers are merry, their hearts full of glee While her sailors like lions walk the decks to and fro She's a Liverpool packet, oh, Lord, let her go Now the Dreadnought is a-crossing the Atlantic so wide While the dark, heavy seas roll along her black sides With her sails neatly spread, and the Red Cross to show She's a Liverpool packet, oh Lord, let her go Well, here's a health to the Dreadnought, and to all her brave crew To bold Captain Samuel and his officers too Talk about your flash packets, Swallow Tail and Black Ball The Dreadnought's the clipper to beat one and all Aus Songtexte Mania