[Verse 1]
We be three poor mariners
Newly come from the sea;
We spend our lives in jeopardy
While others live at ease

[Chorus]
Shall we go dance the round, the round, the round
Shall we go dance the round, the round, the round
And he that is a bully boy
Come pledge me on this ground, aground, aground

[Verse 2]
We care not for these martial men
That do our states disdain;
But we care for those merchant men
Who do our states maintain

[Chorus]
To them we dance this round, around, around
To them we dance the round, around, around
And he that is a bully boy
Come pledge me on this ground, aground, aground
To them we dance this round, around, around
To them we dance this round, around, around
And he that is a bully boy
Come pledge me on this ground, aground, aground
And he that is a bully boy
Come pledge me on this ground