In eighteen-hundred-one, the Revolution had been won And Uncle Sam’s favorite son had a job he needed done Which brought Jack to a lady, both beautiful and smart Who found his mix intriguing; a scoundrel with a heart! From the halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli There was never a leatherneck braver, a Daring Dragoon is he He’ll halt the bold advance of Napoleon’s attack There ain’t a French or pirate rogue who don’t... know Jack! From the halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli Sailin’ ’round the bloody world to defend democracy And when ya need a fightin’ man ya’d trust to watch yer back Just ask the bloke right next ta ya – (parrot: "Damn right!") – it’s... Jack!