Our gallant frigate the Amphitrite, she lay in Plymouth Sound Blue Peter at the fore-most mast for she was outward bound We were waiting for our orders to take us far from home Our orders came for Rio, and thence around Cape Horn When we arrived at Rio we prepared for heavy gales We set up all our rigging, boys, and bent on all new sails From ship to ship they cheered us as we did sail along And wished us pleasant weather in the rounding of Cape Horn When beating off Magellan it blew exceeding hard While shortening sail, two gallant tars fell from the tops'l yard By heavy seas the ropes we threw from their poor hands was torn We were forced to leave them to the sharks that prowl around Cape Horn When we got round the Horn, me boys, we had some glorious days And very soon our killick dropped in Valparaiso Bay The pretty girls came round in flocks, I solemnly declare They're far before those Plymouth girls with their long and their curly hair They love a jolly sailor when he spends his money free They laugh and sing and merry merry be and have a jovial spree And when your money is all spent, they won't on you impose They're not like the Plymouth girls that'll pawn and sell your clothes Farewell to Valparaiso, and farewell for a while Likewise to all those Spanish girls along the coast of Chile And if ever I live to be paid off, I'll sit and sing this song God bless those pretty Spanish girls we left around Cape Horn