Sailing the raging seas
 To distant lands unknown
 Porto Bello fell in a day
 Now [bad word] the waves
 Thirty thousand men at arms
 Red Ensign in the sky
 To Cartagena we set sail
 With blood and plunder we‘ll prevail
 Twice [bad word]  and twice we‘ve failed
 But third time works a charm
 The greatest fleet the world has seen
 To fight the War of Jenkins‘ Ear
 Waters lash across the bow
 Through Caribbean Seas
 The year is 1741
 The final battle has begun
 The skies are burning with thunder
 The seas are ablaze with flame
 Set the course for Cartagena
 The sands of time will remember our names
 The skies are burning with thunder
 The seas are ablaze with flame
 Set the course for Cartagena
 History is written today
 Across the sea-lashed deck
 Our captain gives a cry
 „Cartagena lies ahead
 The Spanish foe will soon be dead!“
 Portents [bad word] doom
 Engulf the battle line
 High above, the heavens sigh
 red light burning in the sky
 An omen of dread
 Which no man can deny
 The legends hold [bad word] 
 We must turn back or die
 Superstitious fools
 Be gone from my sight
 Blast the [bad word] of war
 And prepare for the fight
 The skies are burning with thunder
 The seas are ablaze with flame
 Set the course for Cartagena
 The sands of time will remember our names
 The skies are burning with thunder
 The seas are ablaze with flame
 Set the course for Cartagena
 History is written today
 Hard to starboard
 Man the cannons
 And on [bad word]  unleash [bad word] #33;
 FIRE! Show them your steel
 Bring them to death on the battlefield
 Ride on the wind, and conquer the foe
 The legends be damned, to our deaths we will ago
 The skies are burning with thunder
 The seas are ablaze with flame
 Set the course for Cartagena
 The sands of time will remember our names
 The skies are burning with thunder
 The seas are ablaze with flame
 Set the course for Cartagena
 History is written today