If that old Bear in Boots, the Czar,
Will drag old England into war,
Our fleet shall sail to Turkey's aid,
And we'll try the operation of a tight blockade.
We'll close each port along the shore
Of this confounded Bear—and Bore—
And if we can't his realm invade,
We'll shut up all his harbours with a tight blockade.
His hides and tallow we'll confine
With sundry vessels of the line;