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The Debt
03:38
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From the depths of the seas came a whispering call
“Adventure is waiting for you!”
Did my last honest job when I was 18 years old
Got a gold piece to serve in a crew
I have lied, I have cheated, I’ve been drunk like a horse
I have killed countless men without regret
I made a deal with the Devil, offered him my ugly soul
He shook my hand and the deal was set
For every sin there’s a debt to be paid
Repentance must come to us all
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
In the end you must reap what you sow
Took a prize once, a sloop, on the coast of Aberdeen
Seven sailors, but not much to steal
We took what we wanted an’ tied ’em up in that ol’ sloop
Let it burn and laughed as they screamed
I have lied, I have cheated, I’ve been drunk like a horse
I have killed countless men without regret
But even in the darkest soul sometimes fear can be found
I hear ’em scream in my sleep now and then
For every sin there’s a debt to be paid
Repentance must come to us all
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
In the end you must reap what you sow
We were raiding fat merchant vessels on the Bay of Biscay
When a French Man-o-War came swooping in
She carried 40 guns or more, we only had 16 left
We surrendered, and they took us in
I have lied, I have cheated, I’ve been drunk like a horse
I have killed countless men without regret
Waiting now, in a cold cell, to be sentenced to hang
Waiting for death, bracing for the end
For every sin there’s a debt to be paid
Repentance must come to us all
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
In the end you must reap what you sow
For every sin there’s a debt to be paid
Repentance must come to us all
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
In the end you must reap what you sow
For every sin there’s a debt to be paid
Repentance must come to us all
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
In the end you must reap what you sow
In the end you must reap what you sow
In the end you must reap what you sow
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2. |
Come on Home
03:44
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Come beggars and boozers, come harlots and thieves
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come daughters of milkmaids, come haberdasher sons
Come all ye with nothing to lose
From every dark alley, from brothels and pubs
From dungeons and gaols, chained and tied
From ramshackle houses, from backwater streets
From ruins and rubble we will rise
Come on home, [come on home], come on brothers in blood
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come on home, [come on home], come on sisters in blood
Come all ye with nothing to lose
Sail away from your rulers, from tyrants and kings
Sail away from high priests and popes
Sail away from serfdom, from toil and despair
Sail away from a life without hope
The flag shows our colours, black as the night
The flag is a warning to all
The flag claims allegiance to none but ourselves
The flag carries crossbones and skull
Come on home, [come on home], come on brothers in blood
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come on home, [come on home], come on sisters in blood
Come all ye with nothing to lose
Come on home, [come on home], come on brothers in blood
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come on home, [come on home], come on sisters in blood
Come all ye with nothing to lose
Come on home, [come on home], come on brothers in blood
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come on home, [come on home], come on sisters in blood
Come all ye with nothing to lose
Come on home, [come on home], come on brothers in blood
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come on home, [come on home], come on sisters in blood
Come all ye with nothing to lose
Come on home, [come on home], come on brothers in blood
Come wharf rats and ragged misfit crews
Come on home, [come on home], come on sisters in blood
Come all ye with nothing to lose
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3. |
Drink My Way to Heaven
03:24
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As I was walking down a Dublin street
A lovely sunny day
I came across a ragged ol’ man
Sittin’ in my way
His clothes were old, an eye was gone
His beard was long and gray
I asked him what he wanted
He said: ”This is what I’ll say:”
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink until I’m drunk and never gonna stop
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
I went fishing off the coast of my
Beloved Ireland green
I got a wondrous catch
It was the first I’d ever seen
A mermaid sweet and fair
With curly hair and eyes so green
I asked her what she wanted
She said: ”Listen carefully:”
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink until I’m drunk and never gonna stop
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
Outside a burnt-out church
With his head in his hands
There sat a priest mumbling
To himself some pious chants
With empty eyes he seemed so lost
Abandoned by his saints
I asked him what he wanted
He said ”These are my demands:”
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink until I’m drunk and never gonna stop
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
In a pub an army captain sat
Sippin’ on his beer
He’d been a soldier all his life
Killing everywhere
”I hate that bloody king” he whispered
With an angry sneer
I asked him what he wanted
He said ”This is why I’m here:”
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink until I’m drunk and never gonna stop
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink until I’m drunk and never gonna stop
I’m gonna drink, I’m gonna drink
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
I’m gonna drink my way to heaven and never sober up
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4. |
Pirate's Lullaby
04:04
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Bu hu hu they are coming for you
I can see three pirates on the ocean
Bu hu hu they are coming for you
I can see three pirates on the ocean
The first one lost his eye
The second lost his sense
The third one will show no emotion
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
We are pirates of the ocean
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
There´s no place to hide you will die tonight
Go kiss your jewellery farewell my dear
Go hide you blaggard there´s no use to fight
Doubloons and pesos will all go I fear
Leave this place while the day is bright
They aim to pillage and the cross is here
They leave no swags as they set sail
No time to mourn so save your tear
For the dead men leave no tale
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
We are pirates of the ocean
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
There´s no place to hide you will die tonight
If you are wealthy they will find you first
They smell their way to a coffer of gold
If you have rum they will quench their thirst
And leave no quarter that’s what I’m told
I hear the shanty from across the sea
I hear the cannons they are close my lad
So flee my heartie here’s no place to be
And say goodbye to mom and dad
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
We are pirates of the ocean
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
There´s no place to hide you will die tonight
I see the fire they have reached our shore
I hear the screams, the buckles and sword
Ain’t no use in lockin’ no door’
If you don’t die they will take you aboard
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
We are pirates of the ocean
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
There´s no place to hide you will die tonight
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
We are pirates of the ocean
Yo ho ho we are coming for you
There´s no place to hide you will die tonight
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5. |
Blackbeard
02:45
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Gunpowder and smoke and two hundred men
He plundered the seas again and again
Merchants surrendered as the captain appeared
With burning black ribbons in his braided black beard
From Ocracoke Island he used to set sail
No thoughts of whisky or British pale ale
With the wind in his sails and a bottle of rum
He dreamed of golden treasures and adventures to come
Gunpowder and smoke and two hundred men
He plundered the seas again and again
Merchants surrendered as the captain appeared
With burning black ribbons in his braided black beard
He stole a merchant vessel from the French
And renamed the ship “Queen Anne’s revenge”
300 tons and more than 40 guns
He made her legendary this feared British son
Gunpowder and smoke and two hundred men
He plundered the seas again and again
Merchants surrendered as the captain appeared
With burning black ribbons in his braided black beard
He was born in Bristol city, named Edward Teach
But his life ended near a Caribbean beach
Trapped by Robert Maynard and stabbed by his men
The drunk captain Blackbeard never plundered again
Gunpowder and smoke and two hundred men
He plundered the seas again and again
Merchants surrendered as the captain appeared
With burning black ribbons in his braided black beard
Gunpowder and smoke and two hundred men
He plundered the seas again and again
Merchants surrendered as the captain appeared
With burning black ribbons in his braided black beard
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6. |
A Pirate's Curse
04:00
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One was a scourge of the seven seas
Loaded to the gunwall, yes indeed
He kissed his Black Jack all night long
And then he burst into song:
“Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho with a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho with a bottle of rum”
One was kissing the gunner’s daughter
He’d had enough of salt and water
Gazing up at a great horned owl
And blimey! He began to howl:
“Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho with a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho with a bottle of rum”
A clap of thunder for two of the men
And Nelson’s folly was empty again
They cheered and played with some old sea tang
And both of the hearties danced and sang:
“Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho with a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho with a bottle of rum”
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7. |
Recruiting Day
03:32
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Scoundrels an’ crooks, raise yer hands an’ yer hooks
Who will join my crew
Deceivers an’ rats, raise yer scarves an’ yer hats
Bravery an’ courage will do
Death to ye king, cursed be ye queen
Who will sail with me
Lads an’ lassies fill yer glasses
A grog for the ones that have gone
We’ll roam ye seas for eternity
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
Beggars an’ thieves, raise yer ol’ worn out sleeves
Let’s set sail, it’s time to leave
Racketeers an’ bored, raise yer muskets an’ swords
Be prepared for war on ye seas
Death to ye king, cursed be ye queen
Who will sail with me
Lads an’ lassies fill yer glasses
A grog for the ones that have gone
We’ll roam ye seas for eternity
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
Rogues an’ thugs, raise yer rum stinkin’ mugs
Doubloons to each one who tugs
Villains an’ fools, raise yer sharp torture tools
Unleash yer demons an’ ghouls
Death to ye king, cursed be ye queen
Who will sail with me
Lads an’ lassies fill yer glasses
A grog for the ones that have gone
We’ll roam ye seas for eternity
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
Lads an’ lassies fill yer glasses
A grog for the ones that have gone
We’ll roam ye seas for eternity
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
A short an’ merry life for you an’ me
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8. |
Ye Death of Calico Jack
03:46
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The sun had set, the bell had rung
A sudden glimpse from where he’d been hung
The ship all empty, no one on board
The wind whispered Anne Bonny’s last words:
”Had you fought like a man you needn’t
Have been hanged like a dog,
You needn’t have been hanged like a dog.
Had you fought like a man you needn’t
have been hanged like a dog”
He drank from his cup and went out on deck
The rope around his dirty old neck
Barefoot, ashamed, without his sword
And the wind whispered Anne Bonny’s last words:
”Had you fought like a man you needn’t
Have been hanged like a dog,
You needn’t have been hanged like a dog.
Had you fought like a man you needn’t
have been hanged like a dog”
Once born and raised on English ground
Then tried and convicted in a Spanish town
Now setting out on his last journey oh Lord
And the wind whispers Anne Bonny’s last words:
”Had you fought like a man you needn’t
Have been hanged like a dog,
You needn’t have been hanged like a dog.
Had you fought like a man you needn’t
have been hanged like a dog”
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9. |
Barataria Bay
03:00
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A corrupt warehouse worker, born French, a brother of two
Dispersed his brother’s goods, founding a two-men smuggling crew
Due Embargo Act the brothers moved their operations ground
Shipping off as privateers and the new port was crowned
Sail away, sail away,
Sail away, to Barataria Bay
Sail away, sail away,
Sail away, to Barataria Bay
The bay of Barataria were at its golden days
Jean Lafitte the younger made it strong in many ways
Even though the business bloomed he didn’t feel that free
His time had come to leave the ground and join the piracy
Sail away, sail away,
Sail away, to Barataria Bay
Sail away, sail away,
Sail away, to Barataria Bay
The first prize he conquered was a slave brig from Spain
Secondly a schooner and the third La Diligent
A fourth and final ship was taken in with Jean as host
So became the greatest corsair fleet to sail the coast
Sail away, sail away,
Sail away, to Barataria Bay
Sail away, sail away,
Sail away, to Barataria Bay
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10. |
Stormy Seas
03:18
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We are sailin’ into stormy seas
Where the Kraken sleeps beneath
Far away into the northern light
Where the Queen is out of sight
Hoist the colours and raise the sails
There’s no time to waste
Cheer up me pyrates, cheer up me men
You’ll soon be plunderin’ again
We’re sailin’ into stormy seas
we are all born to be free
There’s a sun that never sets
and a place where we have no debts
Hoist the colours and raise the sails
There’s no time to waste
Cheer up me pyrates, cheer up me men
You’ll soon be plunderin’ again
We’re sailin’ into stormy seas
in an everlasting breeze.
With rum´n treasures, cheers´n joy
There´s a paradise ahoy!
Hoist the colours and raise the sails
There’s no time to waste
Cheer up me pyrates, cheer up me men
You’ll soon be plunderin’ again
Hoist the colours and raise the sails
There’s no time to waste
Cheer up me pyrates, cheer up me men
You’ll soon be plunderin’ again
You’ll soon be plunderin’ again
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