High Barbary Songtext
von Heather Alexander

Look ahead, look astern
Look the weather and the lee
Blow high, blow low
And so sailed we
I see a wreck to windward
And a lofty ship to lee
A-sailing down along the coast
A-high for a breeze

"Are you a privateer or a man-of-war?" cried we
Blow high, blow low
And so sailed we
"I am a lusty pirate ship
Come a-looking for my fee
A-sailing down along the coast
A-high for a breeze"


For broadside, for broadside
We fought her on the main
Blow high, blow low
And so sailed we
Until at last the frigate shot
The pirates mashed away
A-sailing down along the coast
A-high for a breeze

With cutlass and gun
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
A-high for a breeze

For quarter, for quarter
The saucy pirates cried
Blow high, blow low
And so sailed we
But the quarter that we showed them
Was to sink them in the tide
A-sailing down along the coast
A-high for a breeze