Who found our good King William out—
To Windsor Castle, too, he’d been,
A visiting the King and Queen.
Ri tooral, &c.
Now Jack, who’d travell’d far away,
Returned to port the other day—
He turn’d his bacca o’er and o’er,
For he found the Sailor King no more.
Ri tooral, &c.
“Shiver my timbers! here’s a breeze!