[Verse 1]
Well, we be three poor mariners
Newly come from the seas
We spend our lives in jeopardy
While others live at ease

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

[Verse 2]
We care not for those martial men
That do our states disdain
But we care for those merchantmen
That do our states maintain

[Chorus]
To them we dance this 'round, 'round, 'round
To them we dancе this 'round, 'round, 'round
And he that is a bully boy
Come pledgе me on this ground, ground, ground
Ground, ground, ground, ground