Am                  C            Em
Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish ladies
   Am                  C            G
Farewell and adieu to you ladies of Spain
    Am             G              C           Em
For we've received orders for to sail for ol' England
        F          Em           Am  Em    Am
But we hope in a short time to see you again

       Am                       C            Em
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
       Am                     C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea
 C             G                 C             Em
Until we take soundings in the Channel of old England
     F          G        Am  Dm  Em  Am
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

   Am                          C                 Em
We hove our ship to with the wind from the sou' west boys
   Am                C                 G
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take
      Am         G               C           Em
'Twas forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom
      F               Em               Am      Em  Am
So we squared off our main yard and up channel did make

       Am                       C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
       Am                     C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea
 C             G                 C             Em
Until we take soundings in the Channel of old England
     F          G        Am  Dm  Em  Am
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

    Am                  C            Em
Now let every man drink off his full bumper
    Am                  C              G
And let every man drink off hiss full glass
      Am           G         C           Em
We'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy
    F             Em             Am       Em  Am
And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass

       Am                       C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
       Am                     C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea
  C           G                C              Em
Until we take soundings in the Channel of old England
     F          G        Am  Dm  Em  Am
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

    Am                    C              Em
The first land we sighted was called the Dodman
     Am                      C                   G
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland then Wight
   Am           G          C           Em
We sailed on by Beachy, by Fairley and Dover
    F            Em         Am        Em   Am
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light

       Am                       C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
       Am                     C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea
 C             G                 C             Em
Until we take soundings in the Channel of old England
     F          G        Am  Dm  Em  Am
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

     Am                          C              Em
Then the signal was made for the Grand Fleet to anchor
    Am                    C            G
And all in the Downs that night for to lie
    Am            G            C           Em
Let go your shank painter, let go your cat stopper!
     F            Em          Am    Em         Am
Haul up your clewgarnets, let tacks and sheets fly!

       Am                       C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
       Am                     C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea
 C             G                 C             Em
Until we take soundings in the Channel of old England
     F          G        Am  Dm  Em  Am
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues

    Am                  C            Em
Now let every man drink off his full bumper
    Am                  C            G
And let every man drink off his full glass
      Am           G         C           Em
We'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy
    F             Em             Am       Em  Am
And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass

       Am                       C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar like true British sailors
       Am                     C           Em
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea
 C             G                 C             Em
Until we take soundings in the Channel of old England
     F          G        Am  Dm  Em  Am
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues