The king and his men stole the queen from her bed and bound her in her bones The seas be ours and by the powers Where we will well roam Yo, ho, haul together hoist the colors high heave ho, thieves and beggars never shall we die Some men have died and some are alive And others sail on the sea with He keys to the cage and the Devil to pay we lay to Fiddler's Green The bell has been raised from it's watery grave do you hear it's sepulchral tone We are a call to all, pay head the squall and turn your sail toward home