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Oh, you slipped away from the harbor
side in the morning bright and clear
And your sails were filled
with the rising wind
And you laughed for all to hear

But you never glanced at the ragged
dance of your lovers on the quay
Don't call on them
when the winds rise high
on the dark and the rolling sea

Oh, you set your course
for the furthest shores
And you never once looked back
And the flag you flew was a pirate cross
on a field of velvet black

And those landsmen
who you but lately knew
were left stranded on the lea
Don't call on them
when the storm clouds rise
on the dark and the rolling sea

Oh, I have no need of a chart or creed
You told your waiting crew
For the winds of chance,
they will bear us straight
And you spoke as though you knew

So you paid no mind
to the warning signs
As you gave your words so free
Don't change your tack
when the timbers crack
on the dark and the rolling sea

Now the thunder rails
in the great mainsails
And the stars desert the skies
And the rigging strains
as the hands of rain
reach down to wash your eyes

And your oarsmen stands
with his knife in hand
And his eyes spell mutiny
Don't call my name
when your ship goes down
on the dark and the rolling sea

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