Pilgrim Rap Lyrics - Singles - Horrible Histories

We're the pilgrim fathers 

You may have heard rather 

A lot 'bout our notions 

Crossing the ocean 

On the good ship Mayflower 

But it's true our journey 

Turned into quite a commotion. 

People report that we sported these hats 

But that's not true, I mean, would you? 

Anyway the main thing to say 

We began the USA 

Our little band of religion fans 

From the East Midlands. 

We all believed slowly 

That England was becoming less holy 

So set off for Holland 

'Cos there we had friends 

But in the end seemed the Netherlands 

Would never be the land, we planned. 

Couldn't stand to remain on that terrain 

So again we rearranged 

To start a new nation with our congregation 

A new and calmer life took a farmer and a builder and his wife 

And a clerica, to find America. 

Oh it's a new world 

It wasn't new to the natives 

Still we thought we'd claim it 

Yeah, it's the new world. 

I still remember 9th of November 

The year 1620 and we saw plenty of land 

We thanked God when we found ground 

I kept calm but it didn't go as planned. 

Couldn't land on the sand 

A month later though, we made it 

New Plymouth man, we claimed it 

The natives said not 

But ran when we shot. 

Moved there it proved yeah 

That life would be tough 

'Cos we didn't have enough 

Of the right stuff. 

Did you know had no seeds we could grow 

Although William Mullins had stacked 

126 pairs of shoes in his pack 

Now that's whack. 

A fishing rod, a plough, 

A pig, or a cow 

Would have been a much better idea 

But now there's no food for us to eat 

Does this mean that we'll meet with de feet! 

No fun in the new world 

I'm glad we've arrived here 

But will we survive here 

Yeah, in the new world. 

People were staving 

Our numbers halving 

And when the winter winds blew 

Even fewer live through 

It wasn't pretty in our new city 

But the natives took pity even though 

They didn't have to. 

Man called Squanto 

Showed us how to grow maize 

Catch eel for a meal 

Chopped up in the baze 

Tribe gave us a feast 

Our starvation ceased 

In 1621 what they had done 

Turned us back from the dead 

To the living and to this day 

That's why we have thanks-giving. 

In Massachusetts built a colony it's true 

They say modern America was founded by our crew 

It's a new world 

But we can't call it England 

Let's call it New England 

Yeah, in the world. 

My home was in Plymouth 

Lets call it New Plymouth 

I got an idea let's call this New Hampshire 

Wait I'm from Newcastle 

Can we call it New Newcastle? 

Nah! 

It's a new world.