[bad word]  cheer up, my lads, 'tis to glory we steer,
To add something more to this wonderful year;
To honour we call you, as freemen not slaves,
For who are so free as the sons of the waves [bad word] sung once...)
Heart of oak are our ships, jolly tars are our men,
we always are ready; Steady, boys, steady!
We'll fight and we'll conquer again and again.

We ne'er see our foes but we wish them to stay,
They never see us but they wish us away;
If [bad word] why we follow [bad word] them ashore,
And if they won't fight us, what cannot do more. [bad word] sung once...)

we still make them feel and we still make them flee,
and [bad word] them at shore as we [bad word] them at sea,
so cheer up me lads with one heart let us sing,
oh soldiers and sailors, our statesmen and king. [bad word] sung once...)