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 we'll roam!

Some have died and some are alive
Others sail on the sea
With the keys to the cage and the Devil to pay
We lay to Fiddler's Green!

The bell has been raised from its watery grave...
Do you hear its sepulchral tone?
A call to all, pay heed to the squall
And turn your sail to home!