La Loire Frigate;
Or, YEO! YEO!

Printed and sold by J. Jennings, No. 15, Water-lane,
Fleet-street.

OFF Cape Finisterre lay the King's ship La Loire,
When a privateer foe Captain Maitland he saw,
So a boat's crew he sent with the Spaniard to cope,
Who was call'd L'Esperance, in plain English the
Hope,
Tho' but a forlorn hope it prov'd for the foe,
Made a prize by the boat's crew, and Lieutenant
Yeo!
Sing Yeo! Yeo! for ever, Yeo! Yeo! for ever,
Pull away, pull away, pull away,
With a hearty Yeo! Yeo! with a hearty Yeo! Yeo!

Tis the birth of your King, boys, the Captain he
cried,
To crown it with victory then be your pride;
Yes, the birth of your Sovereign distinguish in short,
By planting his flag on yon proud Spanish Fort,
So the gallant boat's crew volunteer'd all to go.
To conquer or die with brave Lieutenant Yeo
Sing Yeo! Yeo! for ever, Yeo! Yeo! for ever,
Pull away, &c.

Then Lieutenant Yeo, to his lasting renown,
The fort he knock'd up, and the Governor down,
The Don's captur'd ensign wav'd over his head,
And planted the flag of King George in its stead;
Let the trumpet of Fame then thro' all the world
blow,
To the glory of Britons and Lieutenant Yeo!
Sing Yeo! Yeo! for ever, Yeo! Yeo! for ever,
&c.
Q Pull away, &c.