THE WRECKER’S SONG.

Come ye, goot people, von and all,

Come listen to my song:

A few remarks I have to make,

Which vont be very long.

’Tis of our vessel stout and goot,

As ever yet was built of woot,

Along the reef where the breakers roar,

De Wreckers on de Florida shore!

Key Tavernier’s our rendezvous;