The Tannahill Weavers - Captain Ward / The Streaker lyrics

Come all ye jolly mariners That love to tak' a dram I'll tell ye o' a robber That o'er the seas did come He wrote a letter to his king On the eleventh of July To see if he wad accept o' him For his jovial company "Oh na, oh na," says the king "Oh that can never be They tell me that ye are a robber A robber on the sea" He has built a bonnie ship An' sent her to the sea Wi' fower and twenty mariners To man his bonnie ship wi' They sailed up an' they sailed doon Sae stately, blythe, an' free Till they spied the kings high Reindeer Like a leviathan on the sea "Why lie here, ye tinker Ye silly coordly thief? Why like here, ye tinker An' hold oor king in grief?" They fought from one in the morning Till it was six at night Until the king's high Reindeer Was forced to tak' her flight Gae hame, gae hame, ye tinkers Tell ye your king fae me Though he reign king upon good dry land I will reign king upon sea