Late to the party as usual!

Lyrics as performed by CROWD and a great melody.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elTKqisXXCE

The Smugglers Song
Of Prussia Cove where I was born a song I'll here begin
Me father is a smuggler bold and well do not him
To land a cargo of the goods he never thought a sin
And 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in
Yes 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in

John Carter is me father's name, the king of all his kin
He is an honest man and keeps his word through thick and thin
For mounted men and cutlass guard he doesn't care a pin
And 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in
Yes 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in

Our lugger is the Rose and Crown; we bought her at Penryn
A double bottom to has she as snug as any bin
To see the stuff she brings from France 'twould make a donkey grin
And 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in
Yes 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in

No marker keg nor sinking stone is ever seen within
Across the channel rough or smooth so sweetly do she spin
What joy me boys to land the goods nor lose a guilder kin
And 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in
Yes 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in

We've friends galore along the shore; there's dear old Squire Prynn
And every farmer near and far and matey at the inn
And Parson Vegas don't despise a case of Hollands gin
And 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in
Yes 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in

False speed to all preventive spies from Trescas and Selyn
They'd saw a poor man's boat in three and joy to do him in
Why should they take the bread away we work so hard to win
And 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in
Yes 'tis my delight on a moonless night to run the cargo in