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-cruisin down the coast Of High Barbary Aloft there, aloft there Our jolly bosun cried Blow high, blow low And so sail we Look ahead, look astern, Look to win'ward an a-lee All a-cruisin 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 wind'ard An she's sailin fast and free All a-cruisin down the coast Of High Barbary Hail her, oh hail her Our gallant captain cried Blow high, blow low And so sail we Are you a man-o-war Or a privateer? cried he All a-cruisin down the coast Of High Barbary Oh, no I'm not a man-o-war Nor privateer, said he Blow high, blow low And so sail we But I am salt sea pirate All a-looking for me fee All a-cruisin 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's mast away All a-cruisin 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 them Was we sank em in the sea All a-cruisin down the coast Of High Barbary