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Rebel
When Monmouth came to Lyme Regis shores
And its row her boys and row her away,
He was gathering rebels to fight for his cause
And it’s out of the Cobb and over the bay
Twelve men from Lyme were caught in defeat
They were hanged by Judge Jefferies on Monmouth beach
And it’s row her on high seas, Row her on level
But Lyme Regis Town has another fine rebel!
Smuggling has made many rich on these shores
And its row her boys,
And row her away.
Over the high tide, it’s legally yours
And it’s out of the Cobb
And over the bay.
A crew who were jailed for wine stolen and drunk
They bribed a Lyme judge to say it was sunk
And it’s row her on high seas, Row her on level
Lyme Regis town has another fine rebel!
Women do work that is strange for a maid
And its row her GIRLS!
And row her away
Like the dragons discovered by young Mary A
And it’s out of the Cobb
And over the bay.
Even the rocks make rebellious slips
Now the Spittles and coast path are down with the ships
And it’s row her on high seas Row her on level
BUT Lyme Regis town has another fine rebel!
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Black Ven
We warned you of her long ago, we warn you of her now.
She’s heading out to open sea, Blue Lias at her bow.
Her ancient fossils are unearthed by women youth and men.
We warned you not to cross her, for her name it is Black Ven
Black Ven of ancient mystery, Black Ven of old Lyme history
And now as Rebel’s sister she’s the first, but others will come
So, row her out the Cobb with crews of women, youth and men.
Blue Lias will be on her hull and on her bow “Black Ven”.
Gail McGarva fashioned her from English oak and elm
Four thousand copper rivets in her hull and in her helm.
Her fender crafted out of rope’s the envy of all men
So, are you the crew and coxswain too for rowing in Black Ven?
Black Ven of ancient mystery, Black Ven of old Lyme history
And now as Rebel’s sister she’s the first, but others will come
So, row her out the Cobb with crews of women, youth and men.
Blue Lias will be on her hull and on her bow “Black Ven”.
So come on all you folk of Lyme, come join us on the sea.
With Otter brew refreshing you, we’ll row to victory.
For once you’ve tried an oar we know you’ll soon be back again
To row a Cornish Pilot Gig whose name it is Black Ven.
Black Ven of ancient mystery, Black Ven of old Lyme history
And now as Rebel’s sister she’s the first, but others will come
So, row her out the Cobb with crews of women, youth and men.
Blue Lias will be on her hull and on her bow “Black Ven”.
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