Excitement in the air
 There's a journey to prepare
 They check the food and water's all on board
 They're waiting for the tide
 The sails are open wide
 They're sailing to a better place to dwell 

 They're sailing to America
 Fly the banners high
 They're sailing to America
 Set the rigging high 

 The quayside's full of friends
 farewell in their hands
 No-one knows if they'll reach the shore
 As Plymouth slips away
 They'll not be back again
 They're sailing off towards the promised land 

 They're sailing to America
 Fly the banners high
 They're sailing to America
 Set the rigging high 
 They're sailing to America
 Fly the banners high 

 The Mayflower's on her way
 Set sail for many days
 The lookout searching for the distant shore
 Anchored in the surf
 Their journey's at an end
 The pilgrims set their feet on virgin land 

 They're sailing to America
 Fly the banners high
 They're sailing to America
 Set the rigging high