High Barbary

There were two lofty ships, from old England they did sail

Blow high, blow low, and so sail we

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

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

Aloft there, aloft, our jolly bosun cried

Blow high, blow low and so sail we

Look ahead, look astern, look a-weather look a-lee

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

There's naught upon the stern, 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

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

Oh hail her, oh hail her, Our gallant captain cried

Blow high, blow low and so sail we

Are you a man-o-war or privateer, cried he

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

I am not a man-o-war or a privateer, said he

Blow high, blow low and so sail we

But I am a salt sea pirate, a-looking for me fee

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

For Broadside, for broadside, a long time we lay

Blow high, blow low and so sail we

Until the Prince of Luther shot the pirate's mast away

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

For quarter, for quarter, the pirates they did cry

Blow high, blow low and so sail we

But the quarter that we gave them, was to sink them in the sea

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary

Sailing down along the coast of High Barbary