[SAILORS]
Sir Joseph’s barge is seen,
And its crowd of blushing beauties,
We hope he’ll find us clean,
And attentive to our duties.
We sail, we sail the ocean blue,
And our saucy ship’s a beauty.
We’re sober, sober men and true
And attentive to our duty.
We’re smart and sober men,
And quite devoid of fe-ar,
In all the Royal N.
None are so smart as we are.

(Enter Sir Joseph’s Female Relatives. They dance round stage.)

[RELATIVES]
Gaily tripping,
Lightly skipping,
Flock the maidens to the shipping.

[SAILORS]
Flags and guns and pennants dipping!
All the ladies love the shipping.

[RELATIVES]
Sailors sprightly
Always rightly
Welcome ladies so politely.
[SAILORS]
Ladies who can smile so brightly,
Sailors welcome most politely.