Ah, when Jack comes ashore   He's got money galore   And he's seldom cut short of a job   He can dress now 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