Okay
They're actually quite different now I hold them both together.

Swindells, Manchester

Coast of Barbary

It was in the summer time, all in the month of May,
Blow high and blow low, and so sail'd we;
I saw the King of Prussia, likewise the Prince of Wales
Cruizing down all on the coast of Barbary

Up aloft, up aloft, our jolly captain cries, &c.
I saw a ship to windward, and a lofty sail to lee, &c.

O hail her, O hail her, our jolly captain cries,
Are you some man of war, or some privateer, said he

I am no man of war, nor privateer, said he,
But I am that jolly pirate that's seeking for my prey,

If you are that jolly pirate, seeking for your prey,
Come you English lads point your guns and show them British play,

Then broadside to broadside these two vessels did lay,
Till this British man of war shot this pirate's mast away,

For quarter, for quarter, this pirate he did pray,
All the quarter we afford them we sunk them in the sea

So now to their end came these jolly pirates brave,
The ship it was their coffin, and the sea it was their grave,

(Almost as poor as Masefield's offering! Too many jollys and braves.)