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http://books.google.com/books?id=PimT8EQd5dkC&pg=PA17&dq=There+were+two+ships+from+England+set+sails,+Blow+high!+Blow+low!+And+s

http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/sea-shanty/High_Barbary.htm


HIGH BARBARY

There were two lofty ships
From old England came
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
One was the Prince of Luther
The other Prince of Wales
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

2. "Aloft there, aloft there"
Our jolly bosun cried
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
"Look ahead, look astern,
Look to weather an' a-lee"
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

3. "There's naught upon the stern, sir
There's naught upon our lee
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
But there's a lofty ship to wind'ard
An' she's sailin' fast and free"
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

4. "Oh hail her, oh hail her"
Our gallant captain cried
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
"Are you a man-o-war
Or a privateer?" cried he
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

5. "Oh, I'm not a man-o-war
Nor privateer," said he
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
"But I am salt sea pirate
All a-looking for me fee"
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

6. For Broadside, for broadside
A long time we lay
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
'Til at last the Prince of Luther
Shot the pirate's mast away
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

7. "Oh quarter, oh quarter"
Those pirates they did cry
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
But the quarter that we gave them
Was we sank 'em in the sea
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

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HIGH BARBARY

call: There were two lofty ships from old England set sail;
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: One was the Prince of Luther and the other Prince of Wales.
reply: All a-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.

call: "Aloft, there, aloft," our bully bos'n cried.
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: "Look ahead and look astern and look a-windward and a-lee."
reply: A-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.

call: "Well, there's naught upon the stern, boys, there's naught upon the lee."
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: "But there's a lofty ship a-windward and she's sailin' fast and free."
reply: A-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.

call: "Oh, hail her, oh, hail her!" our gallant captain cried.
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: "Are you a man-of-war or a privateer?" cried he.
reply: All a-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.

call: "No, I am not a man-of-war or privateer." cried he.
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: "But I'm a saltsy pirate and I'm lookin' for my fee."
reply: All a-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.

call: For broadside, for broadside they lay all on the main;
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: Until the Prince of Luther blew the pirate's mast away.
reply: All a-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.

call: "Oh, quarter, oh, quarter!" those salty pirates cried;
reply: Blow high, blow low, and so sail we.
call: But the quarter that we gave them was to sink them in the sea.
reply: All a-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree, High Barbaree.
          A-cruisin' down the coast of the High Barbaree.


http://www.shf.org.au/JCraig/Chanty.html

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HIGH BARBARY
Traditional

There were two lofty ships
From old England came
Blow high, blow low
And so sail we
One was the Prince of Luther
The other Prince of Wales
All a-cruisin' down the coast
Of High Barbary

"Aloft there, aloft there"
Our jolly bosun cried
"Look ahead, look astern,
Look to weather an' a-lee"

"There's naught upon the stern, sir
There's naught upon our lee
But there's a lofty ship to wind'ard
An' she's sailin' fast and free"

"Oh hail her, oh hail her"
Our gallant captain cried
"Are you a man-o-war
Or a privateer?" cried he

"Oh, I'm not a man-o-war
Nor privateer," said he
"But I am salt sea pirate
All a-looking for me fee"

For Broadside, for broadside
A long time we lay
'Til at last the Prince of Luther
Shot the pirate's mast away

"Oh quarter, oh quarter"
Those pirates they did cry
But the quarter that we gave them
Was we sank 'em in the sea