Many tides long since past In a tavern late at night Came a man who didn't want to Drink and fight
He had a feathered hat A rapier at his side And on his shiny hook impaled A map of human hide
Beneath the stains of mud Revealed, a land of old Dire secrets inked in blood A crimson X marking gold
He had a ship, needed a crew The deal was struck over a brew A golden glint shone in his eyes You'll be the greatest crew of mine
Hoist the sails (Hoist the Sails!) Man the Deck (Arr, Mateys!) Pirates we shall be Until our dying breath
Beware all those who seek the treasure's prize Terror awaits, beneath a deep blue sky We know all the tales told Of that elusive, buried gold
The north star guides our course We sail without remorse To an island with no name What we find we shall claim
The course is set, there's no regret So long did we wait our turn We've paid our debts, now we will get The treasure for which we yearn
Hoist the sails (Hoist the Sails!) Man the deck (Arr, Mateys!) Pirates we shall be Until our dying breath
Hoist the sails (Hoist the Sails!) Man the deck (Arr, Mateys!) Pirates we shall be Until our dying breath
Pull the sails (Land ahoy!) Drop the hook (Yarrr!) Grab your cutlass, load your gun Let the Jolly Roger fly!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
