Lyrics: The Navy would never have a lass at sea, Aweigh, Santy Ano. So I went in search of piracy, Along the coast of Mexico. And now we sail the Southern Seas, Aweigh, Santy Ano. And we'll have those lady-lads on their knees, Along the coast of Mexico.
So heave her up and away we'll go, Aweigh, Santy Ano. To Mexico where the warm winds blow, Along the coast of Mexico. In Mexico I want to be, Aweigh, Santy Ano. With a cask of rum on a drinkin' spree, Along the coast of Mexico. Them native lads I do adore, Aweigh, Santy Ano. With their eyes that shine and coal-black hair, Along the coast of Mexico.
So heave her up and away we'll go, Aweigh, Santy Ano. To Mexico where the warm winds blow, Along the coast of Mexico. When I was a young lass singing prime, Aweigh, Santy Ano. I had them Irish lads two at a time, Along the coast of Mexico. But I'd never leave the sea to settle down, Aweigh, Santy Ano. When I can have a lad in every town, Along the coast of Mexico.
So heave her up and away we'll go, Aweigh, Santy Ano. To Mexico where the warm winds blow, Along the coast of Mexico. Though the times is hard and the riches low, Aweigh, Santy Ano. Ah but we pirates must all "row and yo", Along the coast of Mexico.