1. |
The Only one Alive
02:47
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The Only One Alive
Has anyone seen my ship?
You’ll never see your boat
What happened to the captain?
They cut him in his throat
Quarter master Howard?
They killed him with a crank
And my younger brother?
He was forced to walk the plank
You’re the only one alive
Did they kill our master gunner?
They burned him with black powder
And executioner Johnson?
He couldn’t have screamed louder
Sailing master Pelham?
They strangled him to death
News about the first mate?
Brave until last breath
You’re the only one alive
Did they spare old William Portman?
He went down to Davy Jones
Did they slay our cooper?
He was cut into his bones
What about the boatswain?
They shot him in the eye
Is the cook dead as well?
That we can’t deny
You’re the only one alive
I’m the only one alive
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2. |
Kraken's Dance
03:07
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Kraken’s Dance
Fluids are flowing, it’s bound to get wet
The barrels are empty and still no regret
We’ve sold our senses and yet we pursue
To drink until no one still stands in the crew
The night turns to dawn, the sun rises quick
The fog on the ocean lies massive and thick
As the light hits my eyes and I’m starting to see
An old sworn enemy is now back for me
A creature from below appears
And you face your deepest fears
When the screams of a thousand men you hear
Then you know that the end is near
When its smell of rotten fish
Will serve as your last dish
When you know you stand no chance
It’s time for Kraken’s dance
When you’re done blaming others or merely the rum
That the weakness you felt, encouraged creatures to come
You swear that you never will ever again
Swill like a tinker, neither beer nor champagne
But as the night returns, there’s time to rethink
And bring to one’s bearings, to yet share a drink
You find yourself flawed, and your head full of bees
And tomorrow will bring back a friend from the seas
Chorus
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3. |
Far from Home
03:19
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Far from Home
We are far from home
We might never return
Let the spirits take control
Take our bodies, hearts
Our minds and souls
Let tomorrow be unknown
Fermented molasses
Rumbullion or rum
We’ve been to salt water
We’ve been in the sun
We’re glad, half seas over
We’re fishy and rich
Knows not the way home
We’re steady, we’re stitch’d
Beer is too easy
The wine’s a divider
We’d never lay hands on that
Old English cyder
But there’s the one and only
The drink o’ the gods
She will surely be our end
Chorus
Preserver of bodies
Promoter of mirth
Been at Barbados
Piss’d in the brook
We’re moon-ey’d
Juicy, middling
Had a kick in the Guts
We’ve seen the French king
Treat her with kindness,
with love and respect
She will give you that sweet
Misty longed-for effect
If mishandled, misused or
Drunk to unhealth
Down among dead men we are
Chorus
The grumbling of guts
Consoler of souls
We’re as drunk as a beggar
Drank more than we’ve bled
Drunk as a wheelbarrow
Burdock’d, got gout
Been to a funeral
Now our flag is out
So drink, feel free
Let your burdens go, let your sun go down
So drink for her
Who will drown your misery
Chorus
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4. |
Ol' Samwell
04:47
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Ol’ Samwell
The seas were calm, the crew stood still
In a gentle summer breeze
No heads were raised, no eyes were dry
Ol’ Samwell lay in peace
Farewell, ol’ Samwell, farewell
Into legend you will sail
Fair winds and following seas, ol’ friend
Farewell, ol’ Samwell, farewell
He’d been sailing on the seven seas
Since Noah built the ark
Now life and time, through wear and tear
Hath stilled ol’ Samwell’s heart
By heart he knew the sailor tales
He knew their every turn
Now angels will be blessed to hear
Ol’ Samwell spinning his yarn
Faretheewell, ol’ Samwell, farewell
Into legend you will sail
Fair winds and following seas, ol’ friend
Farewell, ol’ Samwell, farewell
The evening sky grows dark and sad
The stars have lost their glow
For Samwell won’t be there no more
He’s gone, forever gone
So toll the bell to end his watch
And raise our glasses high
To Samwell, dearly missed by all
We say our last goodbye
Chorus
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5. |
Fiddler's Green
05:11
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Fiddler’s Green
Says the parson one day, as I cursed the crew
‘Do you know, me lad, that we call it a sin!
I fear of you sailors there are but few
St. Peter, to heaven, will ever let in.’
Says I, ‘Mr. Parson, to tell you me mind,
No sailors to knock were ever yet seen,
Those who travel by land may steer ’gainst wind,
But we shape a course for Fiddler’s Green.’
For Fiddler’s Green, where seamen true
When here they’ve done their duty
The bowl of grog shall still renew
And pledge to love and beauty
Says the parson, ‘I hear you’ve married three wives?
Now do you not know that that is a sin?
You sailors, you lead such very bad lives,
St. Peter, to heaven, will ne’er let you in.’
‘Parson’, says I, ‘in each port I’ve but one,
And never had more, wherever I’ve been;
Below I’m obliged to be chaste as a nun,
But I’m promised a dozen at Fiddler’s Green.’
Chorus
Says the parson, says he, ‘You’re drunk, my man!
And do you not know that that is a sin?
If you sailors will ever be swinging your can,
To heaven you surely will never get in.’
‘Parson, you may as well be mum,
’Tis only on shore I’m this way seen;
But oceans of punch, and rivers of rum,
Await the sailor at Fiddler’s Green.’
Chorus
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6. |
Ship of the Free
02:53
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Ship of the Free
It’s a world of injustice, this world we live in
We’re taught what is normal, the rest left for sin
Don’t fight for your cause, don’t step out of line
It’s a birthright to conquer, deceive and to lie
They say there’s no such thing as equal rights
No room for obedience or liberty fights
Follow the great man, for he shares the facts
Now cease your endeavor for rebellious acts
Well, cursed be your truth
To hell with your sin
The battle for our lives is one we will win
We gather our people
The ones you oppress
We’ll take all you hold precious and all you possess
We are the crew of Pat Razket
The ship of the free
We’re fighters for justice
And beasts of the sea
We’re the crew of Pat Razket
The ship of the free
We are all that we can be
Together our struggle will not go in vain
I’ll prove you, we’ll rise, and justice be gained
Join our cause for a fair and decent life
We’ll show them the meaning of a righteous fight
Cause no one shall live with chains ’round their bones
Or be imprisoned for treason when no one them owns
If enslaved by those bastards, who think of thee less
We’ll free you and leave their lives in distress
For cursed be your truth
To hell with your sin
The battle for our lives is one we will win
We gather our people
The ones you oppress
We’ll take all you hold precious and all you possess
Chorus
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7. |
Articles of Agreement
02:25
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Articles of Agreement
The first is written for our title
To hold an equal share
The loot will then be carried out
To each of us quite fair
A word of warning to you all
For the greed of man can rule
If you proceed the act of thievery
Your life will be cruel
The second rule of conduct
Obey your ship’s command
Captain, master, boatswain, gunner
Will lead with their demands
They will hold a larger part of prizes
And have their own domains
And to question their authority
Will lead you into chains
For the articles of agreement
Are rules to be followed
A code of conduct that will keep you aboard
It’s an oath for me honor, oath for me heart
Sworn on the skull and a pledge to take part
It’s an oath for allegiance, oath for me life
I’ll sign you me mark for our long-lasting strife
The rest of the code
Are quite simple rules
Do what your told
And stand ready for some duels
Your arms be clean, sharpened
And prepared for your call
Stand your ground, don’t you run
Or death be your fall
For the articles of agreement
Are rules to be followed
A code of conduct that will keep you aboard
Chorus
I swear to you truly, me life to you all
I’ll hold you me word or death be me fall
Chorus
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8. |
Behind Broken Bars
04:17
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Behind Broken Bars
The smell of the ocean, a breeze from the west
My anguish subsides and my senses rest
For a second I’m free from the scars of war
But my broken mind I can never restore
The sight of pain, death and decay
Haunts me still both night and day
In the sea of thoughts, I’m stuck in the past
Through stormy seas on a drifting mast
So sing with me, behind broken bars
Sing for the sorrows in the days of the past
I no longer see what life could be
Let wind fill my sails and set me free
Imprisoned in my head and captive in thought
In mind and dreams this battle is fought
In a dark cold cell with a cobblestone floor
I’m all broken down, I can’t rise anymore
The harder I try, the harder it gets
The more I think, the more I regret
From this rotten hell I cannot flee
In my mind I’m stuck, yet in life I’m free
So sing with me, behind broken bars
Sing for the sorrows in the days of the past
When life was as good as it ever could be
But now when it’s gone, set me free
There’s nothing that holds me nor prevents me to see
That no bars nor chains are stopping me
Yet I’m stuck and to the past I cling
I surrender my life and embrace it and sing
So come and sing with me
Scream in agony
Please do set me free
Let me join eternity
So sing with me, behind broken bars
Sing for the sorrows in the days of the past
I’m not bound in my bones, I’m trapped in my head
So sing with me and set me free
So sing with me, behind broken bars
Sing for the sorrows in the days of the past
I’m no longer here, shed no tear
Cause inside my grave, I’m finally free
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9. |
The Wreck
04:39
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The Wreck
Somewhere on the shores of the Cornwall coast
Lies the wreck of a pirate ship
No one remembers how she landed there
How she ended her fateful last trip
Rigging’s all gone and her masts broken off
There’s seaweed all over her hull
Cannons are silent, the capstans are still
In the sand lies a wide grinning skull
She’s a haunted ship, with an undead crew
Waiting to come back alive
On a full moon’s night, she will sail once again
With a crew that cannot die
Among living men there are no memories left
To tell her story so true
But legends whispered in the darkness of night
Of her fate wicked and cruel
Long has it been since she plied the waves
Hungry for silver and gold
But riches and wealth feed a craving for more
The captain sold the Devil his soul
Chorus
On a cursed night in April, ‘neath a moon shining full
Killed the night watch right where he stood
Then he killed every other crewman onboard
In their sleep, all in cold blood
The captain hauled off with the silver and gold
Bid farewell in the longboat alone
Left the ship and her dead crew to perish at sea
In the arms of ol’ Davy Jones
Chorus
They are haunted, they are undead
They will soon come back alive
They are haunted, they are undead
They’re the crew that cannot die
But not even Davy would claim the ship
She bore the mark of the Devil’s hand
She drifted away on the slow rising tide
‘Til on that Cornwall shore she did land
Now the restless souls of her long dead crew
Lay waiting night after night
To rise from the dead and to come back alive
By every full moon’s silvery light
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10. |
Night of O'Malley
04:03
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Night of O’Malley
From Irish grounds by the grave of the Queen
O’Malley’s ghost appears
She’ll haunt those men who righteously choose
Reprehensive ways in life
She’ll haunt them in their sleep
She’ll bind them in their bones
She’ll make their bodies sway
Then drag them to her grave
Hush my child
There’s no need to cry
No ghosts will appear tonight
But if you don’t behave
Then you better be brave
For then she’ll rise from her grave
Gráinne Ní Mháille Mháille Mhá-Ley
Gráinne Ní Mháille Mháille Mhá-Ley
Gráinne Ní Mháille Mháille Mhá-Ley
She’ll drag you to her grave
On the night of her death
She draws a new breath
And she haunts bad children and men
But if you make sure
That your conscience is clear
There’s nothing for you to fear
Chorus
If the women you meet
You disrespectfully treat
She will scourge your bones and meat
If you misbehave
Or their rights deprive
You will end up in her grave
If you’re trading with slaves
Put them in chains
You’re trapped in O’Malley’s reign
Vengeance will come
She will make you her own
And then she’ll drag you to her grave
Chorus
In the month of June in 1603
Grace O’Malley was laid to rest
But her soul yet remained to make sure that you pay
And are chastised for your sins
She’ll haunt you in your sleep
She’ll bind you in your bones
She’ll make your body sway
Then drag you to her grave
Chorus
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11. |
Never Look Back
05:28
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Never Look Back
The morning sun shines its life-giving light
Gently, as the world awakes
Chasing away the dark; promising hope
Arriving with dawn as it breaks
To lead us away from the shackles that bind
To choose our own life and grave
For it’s true what they say: Liberty was heaven born,
’Twas but man that made the slave
May the moon cast its silvery light
Let the horizon be nothing but black
As we sail to our deaths in the night
We never look back
We never look back
No more being told to obey and to serve
No more being unjustly owned
No more nameless existence, without future or past
No life ending in a story untold
The holy book says the meek shall inherit the earth
We say ours is a different fate
Our yokes cast aside, we’ll fight ’til we die
As pirates, free from king and state
Chorus
A violent death surely will take us all
No pirate ever died of old age
Gallows or cannonballs, fire or water
Left to rot chained in a cage
Yet this path we’ve taken, we’d choose once again
Freedom’s call is a strong one to hear
Its infinite reach leaves nobody untouched
It runs through the dark without fear
Chorus
The evening sun sets behind the waves
The wind settles into slow breeze
The billowing sails find rest for the night
As Orion rises in the east
The silvery light of a moon shining full
Dancing on the sea far away
The starry sky fades into morning light
As dawn brings a new day
Chorus
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12. |
The Hills of Ubinu
05:33
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The Hills of Ubinu
Like straws on a roof they packed us in tight
Days passing by, no shimmer of light
Nowhere to move, can’t stand up or walk
Next to some strangers who don’t even talk
Oh, I miss the hills of my sweet Ubinu
We’re trapped here in darkness and chains down below
Oh, I miss the hills of my sweet Ubinu
We’re trapped here in darkness and chains down below
Surrounded by water, an ocean of tears
Our souls hollowed out, our hearts filled with fear
What will become of us? Where will we go?
Why are we locked here in darkness below?
Chorus
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