Oh the year was twenty oh eight
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
A letter of marque came from the King
To the scummiest vessel I've ever seen
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

Oh Jon Morgan cried the town,
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
For twenty brave men, all paislians, who
Would make for him the Lollipop's crew,
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

The Lollipop sloop was a sickening sight.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
She'd a list to port and her sails in rags,
And a cook in the scuppers with staggers and jags.
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

On the King's birthday we put to sea.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
We were ninety-one days to Paisley Montego bay,
Pumping like madmen all the way.
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
When a bloody great Mason hove in sight
With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

The Mason lay low down with gold.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
She was broad and fat and loose in stays,
But to catch her took the Lollipop two whole days
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

Then at length we stood two cables away.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din,
But with one fat ball the Mason stove us in.
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

The Lollipop shook and pitched on her side.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
Morgan was smashed off of too much gin,
And that made me wish for home again.
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.

So here I stand in my twenty-fifth year.
I wish I was at RenFaire now!
It's been six years since we sailed away,
And I just made Paisley Glen yesterday.
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for RenFaire gold
We'd fire all guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a drunken man on a Paisley Glen pier
The last of Morgan's privateers.