Jennings' Revenge - Running Wild

1714 that was the year

The Spanish fleet ran out of luck

The weather was stormy

The sea was lashing, furious

Lightning and thunderstruck

Three hundred men

Fighting hand in hand

Abandonment or raid

Tons of 'pieces of eight'

The 'Flotilla' was driven

Down to the reefs

The wooden hulls of the vessels

Were cracked

300 000 'pieces of eight'

The fleet of that year

Was totally wrecked

Three hundred men

Fighting hand in hand

Abandonment or raid

Tons of 'pieces of eight'

The viceroy commanded

To furnish a squad

60 soldiers to dreg up the plate

Fool all their salvage

To a small camp ashore

Lack of suspicion

No thought of a raid

Jennings came up With a hazardous plan

The Spanish garrison

Was taken by guise

Three sailing vessels

Three hundred men

300 000 their glittering prize

Three hundred men

Fighting hand in hand

Abandonment or raid

Tons of 'pieces of eight'

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The Spanish plate hauled off by raid

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Jennings' trick a painful kick

During their escape

They happened to spy

A gorgeous Spanish merchant ship

'In for a penny, in for a pound'

They got them in their steely grip

And several thousand

'Pieces of eight'

To fill their ships up to the deck

Jennings' fleet sailed out to sea

No one ever found his track

Three hundred men

Fighting hand in hand

Abandonment or raid

Tons of 'pieces of eight'

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The Spanish plate hauled off by raid

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Jennings' trick a painful kick

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Impudent tries will win the prize

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh No soldier pack will find his track