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Our captain bold sat down to dine,
On oysters, rum and ruby wine.
Then in came Tom the cabin boy
With fevered cry of, "Ship ahoy!"

The knife and fork of Captain Tait
Fell hard then by his untouched plate,
"What kind of ship is this you see?"
He roared at Tom, full angrily.

"Tis one I'm sure that is well known,"
Young Tom replied, feeling full grown,
"The Skull and Bones are on her mast,
Her captain has an evil past."

"The Black Princess? Ah, Tom m'lad,"
Said Captain Tait, "you make me glad."
He rubbed his beard then gave a grin.
"Tis fine indeed to fight and win."

"Go splice the mainbrace, trim the sail,
And heave her round - we'll ne'er turn tail
From Rawlins and The Black Princess,
We'll fight for God and Good Oueen Bess!"

And all that day the battle raged,
The crews of both ships all engaged
With shot and shell and cutglass stroke,
As sounds of death cut through the smoke.

But then there came a mighty blast
And many watched before the mast,
As slowly sinking neath the waves,
The Black Princess turned watery grave.

"Hurrah for Captain Tait!" men cried.
As down below the decks he hied,
He called for Tom and there they dined,
On oyster, rum and ruby wine.