Tom Bowling-OperaBabes

[00:13:500]Here a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling [00:20:700]The darling of our crew; [00:27:000]No more he'll hear the tempest howling [00:34:600]For death has broached him to. [00:41:000]His form was of the manliest beauty, his heart was kind and soft; [00:57:000]Faithful below, Tom did his duty [01:04:100]And now he's gone aloft [01:13:200]And now he's gone aloft [01:30:000]Tom never from his word departed [01:36:650]His virtues were so rare: [01:43:500]His friends were many and true hearted [01:49:700]His Poll was kind and fair; [01:57:732]And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly [02:05:000]Ah! Many's the time and oft; [02:11:400]But mirth is turn'd to melancholy [02:20:300]For Tom is gone aloft [02:29:000]For Tom is gone aloft [02:44:130]Yet shall poor Tom find pleasant weather [02:51:677]When He who all commands [03:00:000]Shall give, to call life's crew together [03:07:000]The word to pipe all hands: [03:15:000]Thus Death, who kings and tars despatches [03:21:800]In vain Tom's life hath doff'd [03:30:540]For tho' his body's under hatches [03:39:600]His soul is gone aloft [03:51:210]His soul is gone aloft