O my gallant Captain, whither and away? Know'st thou Jersey Pirates smuggle in the bay? Won't you take me with you for a little fly? If the Pirates catch you, I'll shoot 'em with my eye. ...
Adieu to France! Land of the Brave, farewell! Sleep sweetly there, thy sons will watch by thee, High as thy hills their burning blood will swell, To leave thee as they find thee, fair and free....