La Loire Frigate, or Yeo ! Yeo !

Off Cape Finisterre lay the king's ship La Loire,
When a privateer foe Captain Maitland he saw.
So a boat's crew he sent with Spaniard to cope,
Who was call'd L'Esperance, in plain English the Hope,
Tho' but a forlorn hope she prov'd for the foe,
Made a prize by the boat's crew and Lieutenant Yeo.
Sing Yeo ! Yeo ! for ever ! Yeo ! Yeo ! for ever !
Pull away, pull away, pull pull away,
With a hearty Yeo ! Yeo ! with a hearty Yeo ! Yeo!

'Tis the birth of your king, boys,' the captain he cried,
'To crown it with victory then be your pride ;
Yes, the birth of your sovereign distinguish, in short,
By planting his flag on yon proud Spanish fort.'
So the gallant boat's crew volunteer'd all to go,
To conquer or die with brave Lieutenant Yeo.
Sing Yeo ! Yeo ! for ever, etc.
Then Lieutenant Yeo, to his lasting renown,
The fort he knock'd up and the Governor down.
The Dons' captur'd ensign wav'd over his head,
And planted the flag of King George in its stead.
Let the trumpet of fame then through all the world blow,
To the glory of Britons and Lieutenant Yeo.
Sing Yeo ! Yeo ! for ever, etc.