1. |
Black Sails Intro
02:01
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2. |
Whiskey Johnny
03:59
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Whiskey is the life of man,
It’s been that way since the world began
I like drink whiskey hot and strong
And I'll drink whiskey all night long,
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey-oh,
Up aloft the yard must go
John rise him up from down below.
Well, whisky here and whisky there
I'll drink whiskey anywhere,
Well whisky up and whiskey down
and whiskey all around the town,
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey-oh,
Up aloft the yard must go
John rise him up from down below.
Well I wish I knew where whiskey grew
Well I’d eat the leave and branches too,
When whiskey get to near my nose
well I tip her up and down she goes,
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey-oh,
Up aloft the yard must go
John rise him up from down below.
If whiskey was a river and I could swim
Well I’d say here goes and dive right in,
If whiskey was a river and I was a duck
Well I’d dive to the bottom and never come up,
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey-oh, Johnny-oh, rise it up from down below
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey-oh,
Up aloft the yard must go
John rise him up from down below.
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3. |
Lanigan's Ball
03:13
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In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lanigan
Battered away till he hadn't a pound
And his father he died and made him a man again, Left him a farm and ten acres of ground
He gave a grand party to friends and relations
Who did not forget him when come to the wall
If you'd only listen, I'll make your eyes glisten
At the rows and ructions of Lanigan's ball
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
Myself to be sure to got free invitations
For all the nice girls and boys I might ask
In less than a minute both friends and relations Were dancing as merry as bees round a cask Lashing of punch and wine for the ladies Potatoes, cakes, there was bacon and tea There were the Nolans, Dolans, O'Grady's Courting the girls and dancing away
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
They were doing all kinds of nonsensical polkas Round the room in a whirly gig
But Jamie and I soon banished their nonsense
And tipped them a twist of a real Irish jig
Oh how the boy he really got mad and me
Danced that you'd think that the ceiling would fall For I spent three weeks at Brooks Academy Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
The boys were as merry, the girls all hearty
Dancing around in couples and groups
Till an accident happened, young Terence McCarthy He put his right leg through Miss Finerty's hoops.The creature she fainted and cried "Meelia Murther" And called for her brothers and gathered them all Carmody swore that he'd go no further, Till he'd satisfaction at Lanigan's ball
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
Boys, oh boys, 'tis there was ructions
Myself got a kick from big Phelim McHugh
And I soon replied to his kind introduction
And kicked him a terrible hullabaloo
Casey the piper was nearly being strangled
They squeezed up his pipes, bellows, chanters and all And the girls in their ribbons they all got entangled And that put an end to Lanigan's ball
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Dublin
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
And I stepped out - and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Lanigan's ball
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4. |
Johnny Jump Up
03:34
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I’ll tell you a story that happened to me
One day as I went down to Youghal by the sea That day it was hot and the sun it was warm I said I’d a quick pint wouldn't do me no harm
I went in and ordered a bottle of stout
Says the barman said sorry the beer is sold out, Try whiskey or Paddy ten years in the wood Says I I'll try cider I've heard that it's good
And I’ll never O never O never O never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of that Johnny Jump Up
Well after an hour went out to the yard
Where I ran into Brody the big civic l guard Come here to me boy don't you know I'm the law, Well I up with my fist and I shattered his jaw
He fell to the ground and his knees buckled up It was not I that hit him but the Johnny Jump Up, The next thing I know down in Youghal by the sea was a cripple on crutches and says he to me
I'm afraid of me life I'll get hit by a cart
Would you help me across to the Highwayman's Bar?
And after sip of that cider so sweet
He threw down his crutches and danced on his feet
And I’ll never O never O never O never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of that Johnny Jump Up
I went down to Bedlam a friend for to see,
They call it a madhouse on Cork by the Lee
And when I got there sure the truth I will tell They had these poor buggers locked up in a cell
The guard testing him, say these words if you can, around the rugged rock the rascally rabbit ran. Tell them I’m not crazy tell them I’m not mad, it was only a sip of that cider I had
And I’ll never O never O never O never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of that Johnny Jump Up
A man died in the union by the name of McNab They dressed him up laid him out on a slab And after a coroner his measurements did take His wife took him home to a bloody fine wake the sun it was hot and that beer it was stout The corpse he sat up and says he with a shout I can't get into heaven for they won't let me up Till I bring them a quart of that Johnny Jump Up
And I’ll never O never O never O never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of that Johnny Jump Up
And I’ll never O never O never O never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of that Johnny Jump Up
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5. |
Keelhaul
03:14
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My friends I stand before you
To tell a truth most dire
They lurks a traitor in our midst
Who has invoked the captain's ire
He don't deserve no mercy
We ought to shoot him with a gun
But I am not an evil man
So first let's have a little fun
We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw it overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip
Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho
Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho
I will not say what he has done
His sins are far to grave to tell
It's not my place to judge a man
But for them he will burn in hell
The sharks will dine up on his flesh
And davie jones will have his soul
Take his money and his hat
He won't need them where he's gonna go
but first lets tie him to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip
Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho
Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho
We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying deadly trip
Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho
Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho
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6. |
Sloop John B
04:23
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We come on the Sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Oh I feel so broke up
I want to go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the main sail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home,
I want to go home,
Why don’t you let me go home, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I want to go home
The first mate he got drunk
And broke in the Cap'n's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up, I want to go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the main sail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I want to go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
I feel so broke up I want to go home
The old cook he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
And then he went and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home yeah yeah
This is the worst trip I've ever been on
So hoist up the John B's sail, hoist up the John B's sail
See how the main sail sets, See how the main sail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I want to go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home yeah yeah
This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on
So hoist up the John B's sail, hoist up the John B's sail
See how the main sail sets, See how the main sail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I want to go home, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home Hoist up the John B Sail yeah yeah
This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on
This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on..
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7. |
Grey Funnel Line
04:31
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Don't mind the wind or the rolling sea,
The weary night never worried me.
But the hardest time in sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it fades away.
Here's one more day, one day
On the Grey On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line.
Here's one more day, one day
On the Grey On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line.
The finest ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of me.
But give me wings like Noah's dove,
And I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love.
Here's one more day, one day
On the Grey On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line.
Here's one more day, one day
On the Grey On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line.
Oh Lord, if dreams were only real,
Then I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel.
And with all my heart I'd turn her 'round
And tell the boys that we're homeward bound.
It’s one more day, one day
On the Grey On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line.
Here's one more day, one day
On the Grey On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line
I'll pass this time like some machine
Until blue waters turn to green.
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore,
And sail this Grey Funnel Line no more.
It’s one more day, one day
On the Grey, On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line.
Here's one more day, one day
On the Grey, On the grey
Funnel Line. One more day on the grey funnel line
Here's one more day,On the Grey,
Funnel Line.
Here's one more day,On the Grey,
Funnel Line.
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8. |
Blow Boys Blow
03:05
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Blow, boys, blow, and we'll all blow together
Blow, boys, blow, and we'll roll away
Through any kind of weather we're all in it together
Let's blow, boys, blow
Oh, blow, boys, blow
Away me lads ye gallant crew
To distant shores we'll steer
She's loaded to the gunnels
With a whisky and good beer
It's farewell to Sally
It's farewell to Jane
We'll meet 'em on the dockside
When we lay up here again
Sing, boys, sing, and we'll all sing together
Sing, boys, sing, and we'll roll away
In any kind of weather we're all in it together
Oh! Sing, boys, sing
Oh, sing, boys, sing
We're bound for San Francisco
In ship and man we'll trust
We'll rock 'er and we'll roll 'er
All around the Horn or bust
And when we cast our anchor
In the waters of the bay
We'll dance to the fiddler on the deck
Until the end of day
Drink, boys, drink, and we'll all drink together
Drink, boys, drink, and we'll roll away
Through any kind of weather we're all in it together
Let's drink, boys, drink
Oh, drink, boys, drink
Catgut!
Blow! Boys, blow!
Blow! Boys, blow!
Blow, boys, blow, and we'll all blow together
Blow, boys, blow, and we'll roll away
Through any kind of weather we're all in it together
Let's blow, boys, blow
Oh, blow, boys, blow
Sing, boys, sing, and we'll all sing together
Sing, boys, sing, and we'll roll away
Through any kind of weather we're all in it together
Let's sing, boys, sing
Oh, sing, boys, sing
Drink!!
Drink, boys, drink, and we'll all drink together
Drink, boys, drink, and we'll roll away
Through any kind of weather we're all in it together
Let's drink, boys, drink
Oh, drink, boys, drink
Drink, boys, drink
Oh, drink, boys, drink
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9. |
Maggie May
04:11
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Now gather round you sailor, and listen to my plea
For when you've heard my tale you'll pity me
For I was a real damned fool in the port of Liverpool
The first time that I came home from the sea
I was paid off at the Home, from a voyage of Sierra Leone
When I drew the tin I grinned, but I very soon got skinned
By a girl with the name of Maggie May
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
And you’ll never walk down Lime street anymore
Oh, you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many whalers
That dirty robbing no good Maggie May
Now I I shan't forget the day when I first met Maggie May
She was cruising up and down on Canning Place
With a figure so divine, like a frigate of the line
So, being a pirate, I gave chase
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
And you’ll never walk down Lime street anymore
Oh, you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many whalers
That dirty robbing no good Maggie May
The next day I woke in bed, with a sore and aching head
No shoes, or shirt, or trousers could I find
When I asked her where they were, and she said, "My very dear sir,
They're down in Kelly's knock-shop, number nine"
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
And you’ll never walk down Lime street anymore
Oh, you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many whalers
That dirty robbing no good Maggie May
Oh, you thieving Maggie May, you robbed me of my pay
When I slept with you last night ashore
Oh, the judge he guilty found her of robbing a homeward-bounder
And she'll never roam down Paradise Street no more
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
And you’ll never walk down Lime street anymore
Oh, you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many whalers
That dirty robbing no good Maggie May
One more time!
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away
And you’ll never walk down Lime street anymore
Oh, you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many whalers
That dirty robbing no good Maggie May
What did I say?
Oh, you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many whalers
That dirty robbing no good Maggie May
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10. |
Dark Lady
06:49
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A fierce one-eyed man named Baron LaBonne
A meaner pirate had never been known
And he sailed on the Dark Lady
A ship strong and sound with a perilous crew
And high on the mast the skull and bones flew
Fleet and swift was the Dark Lady
And every night the Baron would drink a toast
He'd say, "Here's to our lovely lady host!
My one true love"
"Hear, hear!" the crew replied
And the Dark Lady sighed
A rich Spanish galleon was spotted one night
The Dark Lady's crew prepared for the fight
Clash of swords.... No Spaniards survived it
Except for the maiden with dark eyes so bold
Found in the hull with the jewels and the gold
LaBonne laughed and took her for ransom
And every night the Baron would drink a toast
He'd say, "Here's to our lovely lady host!
My one true love"
"Hear, hear!" the crew replied
And the Dark Lady sighed
The girl Carlotta was a beauty quite rare
With each passing night LaBonne couldn't bear
His empty bed... He brought her to it
The Baron soon found he felt more than desire
His love for her grew and his soul filled with fire
He proclaimed that they would marry
The night the Baron drank with jubilee
And said, "Here's to my lovely bride-to-be!
My one true love"
"Hear, hear !" the crew replied
And the Dark Lady cried
The following night and storm brewed at sea
The Dark Lady saw her chance to be free
Of her rival, the beauty Carlotta
The ship steered her south to the heart of the gale
Where a wave swept the maiden out over the rail
Sweet revenge on an unfaithful lover
That night the Lady drank a toast
She said, "Here's to your lovely lady host!
Your one true love"...
No voices replied
And the Dark Lady smiled
So now every night when a storm fills the sky
They say that a ghost ship sails in its eye
Fleet and swift is the Dark Lady
A ship strong and sound with a perilous crew
And high on the mast the skull and bones flew
While the Captain gazes out to sea
And every night the Baron must drink a toast
And say, "Here's to our lovely lady host
Our one true love"
"Hear, hear!" the ghost crew replies
And the Dark Lady smiles
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11. |
The Derelict
03:11
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Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
The mate was fixed by the bos'n's pike,
The bos'n brained with a marlin spike,
And Cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped
By fingers ten;
And there they lay,
All good dead men
A break-o'-day in a boozing-ken-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men on the whole ship's list-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be dammed and the rest gone whist!-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
and the scullion's axe his cheek had shore-
And the scullion he was stabbed times four.
And there they lay,
while soggy skies
Dripped down in their upstaring eyes-
A murk sunset and at foul sunrise-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the Murder mark-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead,
Or a yawing hole in a battered head-
And the scuppers glut with a rotting red
And there they lay-
Aye, damed me eyes-
All lookouts clapped
On paradise-
All souls bound just contrariwise-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of 'em good and true-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Every man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold,
With a ton of plate in the middle hold,
And the cabins riot of loot untold,
And they lay there,
That had took the plum,
With sightless glare
And their lips struck dumb,
While we shared all by the rule of thumb-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight-
With a Yo-Heave-Ho!
And a fare-you-well!
And a sullen plunge
In the sullen swell,
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell!
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
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12. |
Shiver My Timbers
02:00
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Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul
Yo oh heave ho
There are men whose hearts as as black as coal
Yo oh heave ho
And they sailed their ship cross the ocean blue
A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew
It's as dark a tale as was ever told
Of the lust for treasure and the love of gold
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides
Yo oh heave ho
There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides
Yo oh heave ho
And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum
The devil himself would have to call them scum
Every man aboard would have killed his mate
For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight
A piece of eight
A piece of eight
Five, six, seven, eight
Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right
Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight
Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware
When de money in the ground there’s murder in de air
Murder in de air
One more time now
Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
Yo oh heave ho
There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones
Yo oh heave ho
When the mainsail's set and the anchor's weighed
There's no turning back from any course that's laid
And when greed and villainy sail the sea
You can bet your boots there'll be treachery
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails
Dead men tell no tales
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13. |
Spanish Ladies
04:47
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Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish Ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, Daughters of Spain;
For we've received orders for to sail for ole England,
But we hope in a short time to see you again.
We will rant and we'll roar like true English Pirates,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
We hove our ship to with the wind from sou', boys
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to make;
'Twas forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom,
We hoisted our main sail towards England to make.
We will rant and we'll roar like true English Pirates,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
The first land we sighted was called the Dodman,
Next Ram Head off Plymouth, off Portsmouth the Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover,
And then we bore away for the South Foreland light.
We will rant and we'll roar like true English Pirates,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
Now let every man drink off his full bumper,
And let every man drink off his full glass;
We'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy,
And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass.
We will rant and we'll roar like true English Pirates,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
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14. |
Hoist The Colors
04:47
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The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam.
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
Some have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
with the keys to the cage...
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green!
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
The bell has been raised
from it's watery grave...
Do you hear it's sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home!
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
One more time!!
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
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15. |
Fiddler’s Green
05:54
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As I roved by the dockside one evening so fair
To view the salt waters and taste the sea air
I heard an old Pirate singing a song
Oh, take me away boys me time is not long
Wrap me up in me oilskin and blankets
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddlers Green
Now Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
That pirates all go if they don't go to hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of England is far, far away
Wrap me up in me oilskin and blankets
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddlers Green
Now when you're in dock and the long trip is through
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there too
And the girls are all pretty and the Ale is all free
And there's bottles of rum growing on every tree.
Wrap me up in me oilskin and blankets
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddlers Green
Now I don’t need a harp or a halo not me
Just give me a breeze and a smooth rolling sea
I'll play my old six string as we sail along
With the wind in the riggin to rings out its lone song
Wrap me up in me oilskin and blankets
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddlers Green
Where the skies are all clear and there's never a gail
And the fish jump on board with a swish on their tail
While we lie on the deck for there's no work to do
And the cook is below making grog for the crew
Wrap me up in me oilskin and blankets
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddlers Green
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddlers Green
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16. |
South Australia
02:31
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In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away
In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, we're bound for South Australia
Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia
As I walked out one morning fair, heave away, haul away
'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair, we're bound for South Australia
Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia
There's just one thing that's on my mind, heave away, haul away
That's leaving Nancy Blair behind, we're bound for South Australia
Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia
We’ll if you go around Cape Horn, heave away, haul away
You'll wish to God you've never been born, we're bound for South Australia
Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia
Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia
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Drunken Pirate
07:05
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What will we do with a drunken Pirate?
What will we do with a drunken Pirate?
What will we do with a drunken Pirate?
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up he rises
Way hay and up he rises
Way hay and up he rises
Early in the morning!
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
Put him in a long boat till his sober
Put him in a long boat till his sober
Put him in a long boat till his sober
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
Put him in a skirt and call him Scottish
Put him in a skirt and call him Scottish
Put him in a skirt and call him Scottish
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
Put him in a hat and call him Santa
Put him in a hat and call him Santa
Put him in a hat and call him Santa
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
Put him in the bed with the captains daughter
Put him in the bed with the captains daughter
Put him in the bed with the captains daughter
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
You ain’t seen the captains daughter
You ain’t seen the captains daughter
You ain’t seen the captains daughter
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
You ain’t seen the captains daughter
You ain’t seen the captains daughter
You ain’t seen the captains daughter
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
She looks like and orangutan
She looks like and orangutan
She looks like and orangutan
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
There she goes swinging through the riggin
There she goes swinging through the riggin
There she goes swinging through the riggin
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
That’s what you do with a drunken pirate
That’s what you do with a drunken pirate
That’s what you do with a drunken pirate
Early in the morning!
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises
Early in the morning!
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Pride of Bedlam Houston, Texas
If you are searching for a bunch of rum drinking, sea shanty slinging pirates look no further. For 8 years the crew has tellin' tales and singin' songs to drink and roar along with, so bring a yo ho ho and a bottle of rum and prepare yourselves for a piratical good time with the captain and crew of the good ship "Pride O' Bedlam". ... more
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