The Coast of High Barbary

Look ahead, look-astern Look the weather in the lee! Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we. I see a wreck to windward, And a lofty ship to lee! A-sailing down along The coast of High Barbary "O, are you a pirate Or a man o' war?" cried we. Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we. "O no! I'm not a pirate But a man-o-war," cried he. A-sailing down along The coast of High Barbary. We'll back up our topsails And heave vessel to. Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we. For we have got some letters To be carried home by you. A-sailing down along The coast of High Barbary For broadside, for broadside They fought all on the main; Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we. Until at last the frigate Shot the pirate's mast away. A sailing down along The coast of High Barbary With cutlass and gun, O we fought for hours three; Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we. The ship it was their coffin And their grave it was the sea A-sailing down along The coast of High Barbary