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Santiana

Mexico, ah Mexico
   Away, Santiana!
Mexico is the place I know
   Along the plains of Mexico

Santiana gained the day
Santiana gained the day

Galveston guys they got no combs
They comb their hair with speckled trout bones

Galveston gals I do adore
With the shining eyes and the coal black hair

Why do them yellow gals love me so
'cause I don't tell 'em all I know

Skipper likes whiskey, the mate likes rum
The crew likes both but we can't get none

Times is hard and wages low
Time for us to roll and go

 

His very word of grace is strong As that which built the skies; The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises.
- Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)