The king and his men
Stole the queen from her bed,
And bound her in her bones.
The seas be ours, and by the powers
Where we will, we'll roam.
Yo ho, all hands,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die.
Now some have died,
And some are alive;
And others sail on the sea.
With the keys to the cage,
And the devil to pay,
We lay to Fiddler's Green.
Yo ho, haul together,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die.
The bell has been raised
From its watery grave,
Hear its sepulchral tone
A call to all,
Pay head the squall
And turn your sail to home!
Yo ho, all together,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die.