| Come all ye jolly mariners
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| That love to tack a dram
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| I’ll tell ye all a robber
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| That all the seas did come
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| He wrote a letter to his kin
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| The 'leventh of July
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| To see if he would accept on him
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| His jovial company
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| «Oh, no, oh no,» says the King
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| Such things that cannot be
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| They tell me ye a robber
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| A robber on the sea
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| Ah, he has built a bonny ship
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| And sent her to the sea
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| With four and twenty mariners
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| To guard his bonny ship wee
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| They sailed up and they sailed down
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| Say stately blind and free
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| 'Til they spied the King’s Irene did
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| A leviathan on the sea
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| They fought from 1 in the mornin'
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| 'Til it was 6 at night
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| And 'til the Irene, dear
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| Was forced to take a flight
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| Gang him, gang him, he tinkers
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| Tell he a king we’ll be
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| Though he’ll be king upon dry land
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| I’ll be king upon the sea |