A Yankee ship came down the river,
Blow, boys, blow!
Her masts and spars they shine like silver,
Blow, my bully bowys, blow!
Then blow, my bullies, all together,
Blow, boys, blow!
Blow, my boys, for better weather.
Blow, my bully bowys, blow!
How do you know she’s a Yankee liner?
The Stars and Stripes float out behind her.
And who d’you think is the captain of her?
Why, Bully Hayes is the captain of her.
Oh, Bully Hayes, he loves us sailors;
Yes, he does like hell and blazes!
And who d’you think is the mate aboard her?
Santander James is the mate aboard her.
Santander James, he’s a rocket from hell, boys,
He’ll ride you down as you ride the spanker.
And what d’you think they’ve got for dinner?
Pickled eels’ feet and bullock’s liver.
Blow, boys, blow, the sun’s drawing water;
Three cheers for the cook and one for his daughter.
