Come cheer up, my lads,
'tis to glory we steer,
to add something more
to this wonderful year;
to honour we call you,
as free men not slaves,
for who are so free
as the sons of the waves?
Heart of oak are our ships,
Jolly Tars are our men,
We always are ready,
Steady, boys, steady!
We'll fight and we'll
Conquer again and again
We ne'er see our foes,
but we wish them to stay,
they never see us,
but they wish us away;
if they run, why we follow,
and run them ashore,
for if they won't fight us
What can we do more?
Heart of oak are our ships,
Jolly Tars are our men,
we always are ready,
Steady, boys, steady!
We'll fight and we'll
Conquer again and again.
We still make them fear
and we still make them flee,
and drub them ashore
as we drub them at sea,
Then cheer up, me lads,
with one heart let us sing,
for soldiers, for sailors,
for statesmen and King!
Heart of oak are our ships,
Jolly Tars are our men,
we always are ready,
Steady, boys, steady!
We'll fight and we'll
Conquer again and again.
