[Prudence]

I am the monarch of the sea,
The ruler of the Queen's Navee,
Whose praise Great Britain loudly chants.

And we are his sisters and his cousins and his aunts!
And we are his sisters and his cousins and his aunts!

When at anchor here I ride,
My bosom swells with pride,
And I snap my fingers at a foeman's taunts.

And so do his sisters and his cousins and his aunts!
And so do his sisters and his cousins and his aunts!

But when the breezes blow,
I generally go below,
And seek the seclusion that a cabin grants.

And so do his sisters and his cousins and his aunts!
And so do his sisters and his cousins and his aunts!
His sisters and his cousins whom he reckons by the dozens and his aunts!