The Virginia Company - The Wishing Stars

In sixteen hundred seven

We sail the open sea

For glory, God, and gold

And The Virginia Company

For the New World is like heaven

And we’ll all be rich and free

Or so we have been told

By The Virginia Company

For glory, God and gold

And The Virginia Company

On the beaches of Virginny

There’s diamonds like debris

There’s silver rivers flow

And gold you pick right off a tree

With a nugget for my Winnie

And another one for me And all the rest’ll go To The Virginia Company

It’s glory, God and gold

And The Virginia Company