We come from the land of the shining sea,
To see what we can conquer.
What treasure will we find?
We'll take what you don't offer.
Heave, ho, a sailor's life,
Is more than foreign lands.
Heave, ho, a sailor's life,
Is all that I could ask.
Take a good look at my gold teeth,
How do you think I got them?
With the riches that I find,
Come trials risking death.
Heave, ho, a sailor's life,
Is more than my rough hands.
Heave, ho, a sailor's life,
Is all that I could ask.
You may ask what's in it for me,
It's all worth fighting for, son.
If I want that wench right there,
I'll take her to my bed.
Heave, ho, a sailor's life,
Is more than drifting clouds.
Heave, ho, a sailor's life,
Is all that I could ask.
It's more than I could ask.
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