In sixteen hundred seven
We sail the open sea

For glory, God, and gold
And The Virginia Company


For the New World is like heaven
And we'll all be rich and free
Or so we have been told

By The Virginia Company

For glory, God and gold

And The Virginia Company

On the beaches of Virginny

There's diamonds like debris
There's silver rivers flow
And gold you pick right off a tree


With a nugget for my Winnie
And another one for me

And all the rest'll go
To The Virginia Company
It's glory, God and gold

And The Virginia Company