We sail the ocean blue, and our saucy ship's a beauty;
We're sober men and true, and attentive to our duty.

When the balls whistle free o'er the bright blue sea,
We stand to our guns all day;
When at anchor we ride on the Portsmouth tide,
We've plenty of time for play.

Ahoy! Ahoy!
The balls whistle free
Ahoy! Ahoy!
O'er the bright blue sea,
We stand to our guns, to our guns all day.

We sail the ocean blue, and our saucy ship's a beauty;
We're sober men and true, and attentive to our duty.
Our saucy ship's a beauty, we're attentive to our duty;
We're sober men and true, we sail the ocean blue.