Pirates bold in days of old Searched the world for treasure rare, But none they found as bright and sound, As my girl with the reddish hair. Precious gold and sparkling jewels Were fortunes to make men care, But none were worth a penny Next to my girl with the reddish hair. These pirates fought and died for wealth; Their lives I wouldn’t share, For I have the only wealth I need: My girl with the reddish hair.