I've transcribed this by ear from the sound file on the Beltain page on mp3.com here so there may be a couple of mistakes.

The band sound well worth a listen.

Ed

THE PRINCE OF WALES

I was 17 years in 1810
When the Prince of Wales and all her men
Took off for a prize of war
"Sail for the King or you're done for"
That's a hell of a thing, lads
For a Yankee boy like me

We set sail from Eastern Maine
Upon the squalls of driving rain
Sailing down the shipping lanes
That run from New York into Biscay
'Til what I should see, lads
Pirates on the sea, lads
Pirates on the sea

   Oh, oh the folly-o
   Am I ever going to see my Molly-o?
   Take another drink by golly-o
   I'll send you to the briny deep

So they bound us young and old
They threw us down into a hold
That's where we stayed I'm told
For 18 days in freezing cold
There weren't no angry sea, lads
Angrier than me, lads
Angrier than me

Well I resolved to bide my time
Swabbing decks and hauling line
Grappling-hooks worked mighty fine
To take the pitch from the cracks, 'til the briny sea
"Come see the crew, lads
The damage that can do, lads
The damage that can do"

   Oh, oh the folly-o
   Am I ever going to see my Molly-o?
   Take another drink by golly-o
   I'll send you to the briny deep

So with one great mighty kick
The water came in hard and thick
'Til the scuppers did the trick
Flames as high as they can lick
Down to the waterline, lads
Happens all the time, lads
Happens all the time

There are many men below the sound
Many men who kissed the ground
All the Englishmen were drowned
The day the Prince of Wales went down
In a cold and windless sea, lads
The day God smiled at me, lads
The day God smiled at me

   Oh, oh the folly-o
   Am I ever going to see my Molly-o?
   Take another drink by golly-o
   I'll send you to the briny deep