High Barbary

There were two lofty ships from Old England, they set sail

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

One was the Prince of Luther and the other Prince of Wales

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary

Aloft there, aloft there, our bully bosun cried

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

Look ahead, look astern, look to win'ward and a-lee

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary

There's naught upon the stern, sir, there's naught upon our lee

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

But there's a lofty ship to win'ward an' she's sailin' fast an' free

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary

Hail her, oh, hail her, our gully captain cried

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

"Are you a man of war or a privateer?" Cried he

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary

"Oh no, I'm not a man of war nor privateer," cried he

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

But I'm a salt-sea pirate all a-lookin' for me fee

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary

For broadside, for broadside, a long time we lay

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

'Til at last the Prince of Luther shot the pirate mast away

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary

Oh quarter, oh quarter, those pirates they did cry

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

But the quarter that we gave 'em was to sink 'em in the sea

All a-crusin' down the coast of High Barbary!