Fee-fi-fo-fum Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum Heave-high-ho-hum No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
Salt on my tongue from the spray of the sea Drunk on the sun beating down on me Bound for a treasure that's never been seen Where dead men lay their bones
Blood on my hands from the pull of the rope No wind in our sails, so we have to row And it's heave, ho or to the locker you'll go Where dead men lay their bones Where dead men lay their bones
Fee-fi-fo-fum Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum Heave-high-ho-hum No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
Shapes in the shadows wanna swallow us whole The roar of the Kraken tries to pull us below So it's heave, ho or to the locker we'll go Where dead men lay their bones
Captain Jack throws another one back He finishes a bottle while we're breaking our backs So it's, "Aye, Cap!", until we give him the sack Where dead men lay their bones
What do we do with a drunken sailor Don't have a longboat or a rusty razor Toss him in the drink and watch him sink Where dead men lay their bones
Fee-fi-fo-fum Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum Heave-high-ho-hum No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
Weigh, hey and up he rises (weigh, hey and up he rises) Weigh, hey and up he rises (weigh, hey and up he rises) Weigh, hey and up he rises (weigh, hey and up he rises) Weigh, hey and up he'll stay Where dead men hang their bones
Fee-fi-fo-fum Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum Heave-high-ho-hum No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
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