Art By  YupPup
Let others talk of Taylor,of Bragg and Captain May,
Of Worth and Twiggs and Butler, who fought at Monterey;
Much as we love theses heroes, their Fame a speck appears,
to the row, row, row, row, row, row, row, of Atchison's Buccaneers.

The free State Men are spoonies, that shame their bonny nags,
And Bump upon their saddles like to a miller's bags;
But we the Old Line Rangers, sit firm upon our rears,
Mid the row, row, row, row, row, row, row, of Atchison's Buccaneers.

The President with wonder admires our jolly play;
We come like like claps of thunder upon the Yankee's flanks.
Huzzah! We're Bloody bandits, no common cavaliers!
O, the row, row, row, row, row, row, row, of Atchison's Buccaneers.

Some People say we're fighting 'gainst Freedom and the cause;
But we Hurrah for Atchison, who doesn't mind the laws.
And with our knives and pistols wipe out the man who jeers,
At the the row, row, row, row, row, row, row, of Atchison's Buccaneers.

We're Patriots, we reckon, and slapping blades we be,
For we've prevented Kansas, from ever being free,
Let Freemen and the Eagle desert the lofty spheres.
And Bow before the Buck horns of Atchison's Buccaneers.

Then sure to Senator Atchison our praises now are due.
He drilled us border Ruffians, and brought or work to do.
May he be in Buck's Cabinet for four right jolly years,
Through the row, row, row, row, row, row, row, of Atchison's Buccaneers.