Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress down as well As any can tell With a good silver watch in his fob Poor Jack in his life Was ne'er plagued with a wife Though sometimes with lasses he links He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks Oh, Jack Hinks When inclined for to spend He walks in with a friend And with pleasure he sits himself down He tips off his glass And he winks at the lass And he smiles if she happens to frown And like a rattlin' true blue When the reckoning comes due On the table the money he clinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks Bound home the other fall We fell into a squall Near the northernmost head of Cape Freels We were washed away Without further delay At the thought how my spirit it chills We were bashed on the rocks Like a hard hunted fox (Then) of death and destruction he thinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks Oh, Jack Hinks Jack without fail Was out in that same gale Having drove across Bonavist Bay Oh Neptune did rail As he handled all sail And he had his two spars cut away Oh, but Providence kind Who so eases the wind And on sailors so constantly thinks He saved that seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks