A FINE little sloop from the Delaware came, To cruise on the seas, and the WASP was her name With a noble commander, who fear'd not the foe, And a crew who'd stand fast, let it blow high or low. CHORUS. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

Not long had she sail'd o'er the ocean's blue wave, 'Ere good fortune a fine opportunity gave, To convince the proud foe, who on valor oft harp, That a tight Yankee WASP, has a sting that is sharp, Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

"A sail!" was sung out by a man at mast head, More rapidly on the Ship quickly sped; To the British in season the yankees drew near, And each brave noble heart was undaunted by fear. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink, and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

The enemy seemed in a frolicksome mood, And made of the Frolick as light as they cou'd, But when her sharp sting the Wasp 'gan to run out, They began to conclude 'twas no frolicksome bout. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

Then broadside, and broadside, full at it they went, The WASP stung the FROLICK unto her content, 'Till dismasted and shatter'd, quite passive she lay, And found with reluctance, the devil to pay. Then fill your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

The flag of Great-Britain, was forc'd to be lower'd, And o'er it Columbia's bright Eagle now soar'd; The battle was won, and the triumph complete, And the Frolick so stung, that she own'd fairly beat. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

From the deck of the Wasp, five seamen so brave. With sorrow were launch'd to a watery grave, But their comrads so bold, had the pleasure to know, that sixty poor Britons went with them below. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

The Frolick was mann'd and ordered for port, Having seen full enough of true Yankee sport; But the devil of it was, that the very next day, Both Frolick and Wasp had to steer 'tother way. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

A huge seventy-four with them chanc'd to meet, And no chance was now left to make good a retreat, To give up, the bold crew were compell'd rather loth, And the Poictiers, the Wasp, and the Frolick took both Then fill up the glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.

But no honor was lost to the American name, And the Wasp long shall shine on the records of fame, And we hope e'er the war we're engag'd in is o'er, That our Navy will have a few Frolicks more. Then fill up your glasses, let's laugh, drink and sing, And toast the brave Wasp, which the British did sting.