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Ratcliffe:
The gold of Cortés
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
Oh, with all ya got in ya, boys
Dig up Virginia, boys
English Settlers:
Dig and dig and dig and diggety...
Dig and dig and dig and diggety...
Ratcliffe:
Oh, how I love it!
Ratclife:
Riches for Cheap!
Ratcliffe:
And I'll be on top of the heap!
My rivals back home
It's not that I'm bitter
But think how they'll squirm
When they see how I glitter!
The ladies at court
Will be all a-twitter
The king will reward me
He'll knight me ... no, lord me!
It's glory they'll gimme
My dear friend, King Jimmy
Will probably build me a shrine
When all of the gold is mine
Smith:
All of my life, I have searched for a land
Like this one
A wilder, more challenging country
I couldn't design
Hundreds of dangers await
And I don't plan to miss one
In a land I can claim
A land I can tame
The greatest adventure is mine!
Ratcliffe:
Keep on working, lands
Don't be shirking, lands
Mine, boys, mine
Mine me that gold
Beautiful gold
All:
Make this island
My land!
Smith:
This land we behold...
Smith:
A man can be bold!
It all can be sold!
Ratcliffe:
And the gold
Is ...
Mine!
Mine!
Mine!
Mine!
Ratcliffe:
Dig and dig and diggety-dig!
Hey nonny nonny nonny it's mine!
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