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