On the bonny coasts of Barbary.

They fired shots till the pirate’s deck,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Was blood and spars and broken wreck,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.

“O do not haul the red flag down,”

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

“O keep all fast until we drown,”

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.

They called for cans of wine, and drank,