Look ahead, look astern,
Look the weather look-a-lee
Blow High, Blow Low, And So sail we
I see a wreck to windward and a lofty ship to lee
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
“Then hail her, o Captain”, He called o’er the side
Blow High! Blow Low! so sailed we
“O are you a pirate, or a man o’ war” he cried
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
“O, are you a pirate or man 0’ war?” cried we
Blow High! Blow Low! And so sailed we
“O no! I’m not a pirate, but a man o’ war”, cried he
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
For Broadside, for broadside they fought all on the main
Blow High! Blow Low! And so sailed we
Until at last the frigate shot the pirate’s mast away
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
With cutlass and gun O we fought for hours three
Blow High! Blow Low! And so sailed we
The ship it was their coffin and their grave it was the sea
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
Look ahead, look astern,
Look the weather look-a-lee
Blow High, Blow Low, And So sail we
I see a wreck to windward and a lofty ship to lee
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary
A-sailing down along the coast of High Barbary