We're sailing back to Portsmouth, we're loaded in Mexican gold,
The breeze is fresh, the skies are clear, there's rum to fight the cold,
In about three weeks we'll be there, with money in me life,
And then it's off to Dublin, to home and me wife.

The boyos, the boyos,
The boys had won the day, you know,
And put the rogues in chains, you know,
The boyos, the boyos,
And now it is a peaceful day to sail in the Spanish main.

As we rounded Barbados and caught the homeward train,
Coming out of the morning sun, a schooner top,
Which mean she's blowing faster than Hades, her canvas all a fly,
The watch dropped to the deck with terror in his eye,
She's flying the Jolly Roger, she's porting forty guns,
She's wanting to have her way with us; we'd better turn and run,
But the captain said, "Not so quick, we're going to fight it out,"
He came about and headed right down her dirty snout.

The boyos, the boyos,
The boys had won the day, you know,
And put the rogues in chains, you know,
The boyos, the boyos,
And now it is a peaceful day to sail in the Spanish main.

The cannons flew, the smoke it flew, her mainmast then went crack,
The rogues they tried to board us, but the boyos beat them back
We fought with sword and pistol, we grappled head to head,
When the air it cleared, we took a count of wounded and the dead,
The boyos had won the day you know, and put the rogues in chains,
And now it is a peaceful day to sail in the Spanish main,
The Lord will surely take us home,
How thankful all we are, that he always cares for us, you know, at home or off afar.

The boyos, the boyos,
The boys had won the day, you know,
And put the rogues in chains, you know,
The boyos, the boyos,
And now it is a peaceful day to sail in the Spanish main,
The boyos, the boyos,
The boys had won the day, you know,
And put the rogues in chains, you know,
The boyos, the boyos,
And now it is a peaceful day to sail in the Spanish main,
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