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

Oh hail her! Oh hail her! Our bully bosun 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!
Oh, but the quarter that we gave ‘em was to sink ‘em in the sea!
All a-crusin’ down the coast of High Barbary!