year of our Lord, 1519,
Commander Cortes set out to sea
With eleven ships, hundreds of men,
to conquer a new land
But with the odds they would meet,
the men would retreat
So he gave them this command
Burn the ships
Then we're committed
Cause I'll never be feeling as free
As I feel right this minute
Burn the ships
Then we're committed,
I'm under attack,
but I'm not going back again
Burn the sheets
I bet I'm tired
All alone I feel that wind
Starting to blow
And it pops my sail
I feel the swells
start to carry me out to sea
And before I can think,
I'm starting to sink
Oh Jesus, come rescue me
Burn the ships
Then we're committed
Cause I'll never be feeling as free
As I feel right this minute
Burn the ships
Then we're committed
I'm under attack
But I'm not going back again
Burn the ships
There are just some wars,
predetermined to fail
There are just some storms,
were never meant to sail
A wiser man makes his plan
long before the tempter scores
He will not fail to close his sail
and never leave the shores
Burn the ships,
then we're committed
Cause I'll never be, feeling as free
as I feel right this minute
Burn the ships,
now I'm committed
I'm under attack,
but I'm not going back again
As the flames climb higher,
I see in the fire, my sin
Burn the ship
Burn the ship
Burn the ship
That's all I want