Crashing through the raging sea flagship of the line [bad word] of the English fleet the greatest of her time
 Searching the horizon a thousand leagues or more
 Mighty winds will carry you onto bloody war 

 Let the four winds blow
 The [bad word]  Let the [bad word] high
 Till the battle's won
 Let the cannons roar
 English men of war 

 Built of oak hard as steel masters of the sea
 Six thousand yards of sail she flies into liberty
 Call to arms man the deck soon the guns will roll
 Ram the ball and load the shot the fight will take its toll 

 Let the four winds blow
 The [bad word]  Let the [bad word] high
 Till the battle's won
 Let the cannons roar
 English men of war 

 Hear the sound of iron shot smashing down the mast
 Ripping through the flesh and bone [bad word] stands fast
 The battle raged on through the night flagship of the line
 Bathed in pride and glory the greatest of her time