Here I stand on the deck of my ship on the Spanish main
   I've got a charter in my cabin, signed and sealed by the King of Spain
   That his stardard be unfurled past the edge of the world
   I dare not go back again
   History will be kind and bear me in mind
   Will you remember my name?
  
   History book
   History book
   Let's take a look
   At my history book
  
   South Devon pirates buccanneers on the Panama coast
   With a cargo of potatoes and indian princes
   But what they want the most
   Is to fill that hold with spanish gold
   And make proud their boast
   That England will smile on their piracy while
   They drink Elisabeth's toast
  
   History book
   History book
   Let's take a look
   At my history book
  
   Everyday I used to skip to school
   With my history book in my book bag lord
  
   Everyday I used to skip to school
   With my history book in my book bag...
  
   What a crashin whata smashin whata magnin ona you fo mine
   What a crashin whata smashin whata magnin ona you fo mine
  
   Arab trades fly their weapons on the Africa shore
   And hapless victums bound in chains on the galleon floor
   That their blood may be spilled in the land of Brazil
   And they'll see their homes forlorn
   History will be cruel as it uses this tool
   To shame the new world more
  
   History book
   Ah History book
   Let's take a look
   At my history book
  
   My history book
   My history book
   My history book
   My history book
   My history book