In eighteen hundred one,
The Revolution had been won,
And Uncle Sam's favorite son,
Had a job he needed done.

Which brought Jack to a lady,
Both beautiful and smart,
Who found his mix intriguing,
A scoundrel with a heart.

From the halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli,
There was never a leatherneck braver, a Daring Dragoon is he.
He'll halt the bold advance of Napoleon's attack,
There ain't a French or pirate rogue who don't... know Jack!

From the halls of Montezuma to the shores of Tripoli,
Sailin' 'round the bloody world to defend democracy.
And when ya need a fightin' man ya'd trust to watch yer back,
Just ask the bloke right next ta ya, 'Damn right'... it's Jack!