We flies the Jolly Roger
As we sails across the seas
From frigid North Atlantic
To the sultry Caribbees
We pillages and scuttles
Every ship we sees!
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We're mariners bold
We won't live to be old
We'll die swingin' high
On the bleedin' scaffold
Or drowned in the ocean
Deep and cold
Yo ho! Yo ho!
Hoist the Jolly Roger!
Ye might think it romantic
How we drink and whore and gloat
But you will panic frantically
When away your gold we tote
And you feel our glitterin' steel
A slicing thru yer throat!
Ye read of our adventures
While yer safe upon the shore
If we meet at sea, shark bait ye'll be
And ye won't come back no more
Avast and - gasp yer last
In a swirl o' salty gore!
We gets satisfaction
From inflicting misery
As we take from decent folk
Their life and property
Bad luck to 'em, the bilge rats
Bad luck to 'em, says we
With many a comely maiden
We had our wicked way
Then we had her walk the plank
And then we sailed away
We left her diddlin' Davy Jones
And we'd do it again today!
Written, performed and produced by Robert Palomo. Copyright © 2017 - All rights reserved.