Thirteen Thousand Miles - Spanish Septet

It’s thirteen thousand miles from Boston to San Diego around far Cape Horn’s way. Ship needs to sail to that distant quay. The Cape is a hard challenge for the crew It’s where the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans meet and the waves are horrific. The number of ships lost are not a few. With good sailing San Diego can be reached in three months from Boston’s fine dock in hope of returning with rancho stock. Condition of hides rest upon the sea, if hold remains ever dry and shipshape, The wetting of hide they hope to escape. No fear Brig Pilgrim’s hold is danger free. Hide house at the Mexican harbor’s berth cures hides vaqueros bring from distant field hoping to gain a goodly peso yield. Their agents bargain for true values worth Profit will give major-domo much peace He’ll thank the Virgin for worry’s surcease At hacienda there will be much mirth.