In sixteen hundred seven
We sail the open sea
For glory, God, and gold
And The Virginia Company
For the New World is like heaven
And we’ll all be rich and free
Or so we have been told
By The Virginia Company
For glory, God and gold
And The Virginia Company
On the beaches of Virginny
There’s diamonds like debris
There’s silver rivers flow
And gold you pick right off a tree
With a nugget for my Winnie
And another one for me
And all the rest’ll go
To The Virginia Company
It’s glory, God and gold
And The Virginia Company