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John Paul Jones is a pirate
- Set feet, row! Set feet, row!
(Continues throughout)
John Paul Jones is a pirate
No loyalty does he possess
Keep it up, we'll catch the pirate
And sink him along with the rest
Ho!
- Born the son of a Scot, he was
Born the son of a Scot
But cut a man down in his prime, he did
So away to Virginia he got
Oh!
- Raised the flag of the Yanks, he did
Raised the flag of the Yanks
They hailed him as a hero, they did
And hoisted him up through the ranks
Oh!
- Sailed at the head of the French, he did
Sailed at the head of the French
But they swindled him out of his cash, they did
So away from them all he did wrench
Oh!
- Now he's kicking up storms in the Black Sea, he is
Kicking up storms in the Black Sea
Fighting the Turks for the Russian Queen
'Cause she pays him much more than the Yankee
Oh!
- John Paul Jones is a pirate
He may be just a chancer at best
Keep it up we'll catch the pirate
And sink him along with the rest
Ho!