A British Tar Is A Soaring Soul Lyrics

A British Tar Is A Soaring Soul

("Ralph", "Boatswain" and the "Carpenter" together:)

A British tar is a
soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,
His energetic fist should be
ready to resist
A dictatorial word.

("Ralph", "Boatswain" and the
"Carpenter" at different levels:)

His nose should should pant,
and
his lip should curl,
His cheeks should flame,
and his brow should
furl,
His bosom should heave,
and his heart should glow
(protrude),
And his fist be ever ready
for a knock-down
blow...

(All:)

His nose should pant and his lip should
curl,
His cheeks should flame and his brow should furl,
His bosom should
heave and his heart should glow,
And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down
blow.

("Ralph", "Boatswain" and the "Carpenter" together:)

His
eyes should flash with an inborn fire,
His brow with scorn be wrung;
He
never should bow down to a domineering frown,
Or the tang of a tyrant
tongue.

("Ralph", "Boatswain" and the "Carpenter" at different
levels:)

His foot should stamp,
and his throat should growl,
His
hair should twirl,
and his face should scowl,
His eyes should
flash,
and his breast protrude,
And this should be his costomary
attitude.

(All:)

His foot should stamp, and his throat should
growl,
His hair should twirl, and his face should scowl;
His eyes should
flash, and his breast protrude,
And this should be his customary
attitude,
His attitude,
His attitude,
His attitude!