Arr! Come cheer up, my lads! tis to glory we steer,
Tiddly um diddly dee dum de dum dum dee *hic*...
To honour we call ye, not press ye like slaves,
For who are so free as the sons of the waves?
Heart of oak are our ships, heart of oak are our men!
We always arrrr ready, steady, boys, steady!
We'll fight an' we'll conquer again and again!
*hic*