Jennings' Revenge Lyrics - Running Wild

1714 that was the year 

The Spanish fleet ran out of luck 

The weather was stormy 

The sea was lashing, furious 

Lightning and thunderstruck 

Three hundred men 

Fighting hand in hand 

Abandonment or raid 

Tons of 'pieces of eight' 

The 'Flotilla' was driven 

Down to the reefs 

The wooden hulls of the vessels 

Were cracked 

300 000 'pieces of eight' 

The fleet of that year 

Was totally wrecked 

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Three hundred men 

Fighting hand in hand 

Abandonment or raid 

Tons of 'pieces of eight' 

The viceroy commanded 

To furnish a squad 

60 soldiers to dreg up the plate 

Fool all their salvage 

To a small camp ashore 

Lack of suspicion 

No thought of a raid 

Jennings came up 

With a hazardous plan 

The Spanish garrison 

Was taken by guise 

Three sailing vessels 

Three hundred men 

300 000 their glittering prize 

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Three hundred men 

Fighting hand in hand 

Abandonment or raid 

Tons of 'pieces of eight' 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

The Spanish plate hauled off by raid 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Jennings' trick a painful kick 

During their escape 

They happened to spy 

A gorgeous Spanish merchant ship 

'In for a penny, in for a pound' 

They got them in their steely grip 

And several thousand 

'Pieces of eight' 

To fill their ships up to the deck 

Jennings' fleet sailed out to sea 

No one ever found his track 

Three hundred men 

Fighting hand in hand 

Abandonment or raid 

Tons of 'pieces of eight' 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

The Spanish plate hauled off by raid 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Jennings' trick a painful kick 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Impudent tries will win the prize 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

No soldier pack will find his track