Farewell and adieu to you fair Spanish ladies,           Em C Bm7
Farewell and adieu you ladies of Spain.                  Em G D
We've just received orders for to sail for old England   C D Em
We'll bid you goodbye till we see you again.             C Bm7 Em

We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors      Em G D
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt sea            Em G D
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England  C D Em
Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.                 C Bm7 Em

We hove our ship to, with the wind at sou'west, boys,
We hove our ship to, for to take soundings clear,
In fifty-five fathoms with a fine sandy bottom
We filled our main topsl, up Channel to steer

We'll rant and we'll roar…

The first land we made as the point calle the Deadman
Next Ramshead of Plymouth Start Portland and Wight.
We sailed then by Beachie, by Fairlie and Dungerness
The bore straight away for the South Foreland light.

We'll rant and we'll roar…

Now the signal was made for the Grand Fleet to anchor
We clewed up our tops'ls, stuck out tacks an''sheets,
We stood by our stoppers and brailed in our spankers,
And anchored ahead of the noblest of fleets.

We'll rant and we'll roar…

Let every man here drink up his full bumper,
Let every man here drink up fully bowl.
And let up be jolly and drown melancholy
Drink a health to each jovial and true-hearted soul

We'll rant and we'll roar…