High Barbary

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