The Alabama

1 In eighteen hundred and sixty-one,
Roll, Alabama, roll!
The Alabama's keel was laid,
And roll, Alabama, roll!

2 'Twas laid in the yard of Jonathan Laird
At the town of Birkenhead.

3 At first she was called the " Two-Ninety-Two, "
For the merchants of the city of Liverpool

4 Put up the money to build the ship,
In the hopes of driving the commerce from the sea.

5 Down the Mersey she sailed one day
To the port of Fayal in the Western Isles.

6 There she refitted with men and guns,
And sailed across the Western Sea,

7 With orders to sink, burn and destroy
All ships belonging to the North.

8 Till one day in the harbor of Cherbourg she laid,
And the little Kearsarge was waiting there.

And the Kearsarge with Winslow was waiting there,
And Winslow challenged them to fight at sea.

Outside the three-mile limit they fought, TWICE .

Till a shot from the forward pivot that day
Took the Alabama's steering gear away,

And at the Kearsarge's mercy she lay,
And Semmes escaped on a British yacht.
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