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![]() The Pirate Song |
| To the mast nail our flag it is dark as the grave, Or the death which it bears while it sweeps o'er the wave; Let our deck clear for action, our guns be prepared; Be the boarding-axe sharpened, the scimetar bared: Set the canisters ready, and then bring to me, For the last of my duties, the powder-room key. It shall never be lowered, the black flag we bear; If the sea be denied us, we sweep through the air. Unshared have we left our last victory's prey; It is mine to divide it, and yours to obey: There are shawls that might suit a sultana's white neck, And pearls that are fair as the arms they will deck. There are flasks which, unseal them, the air will disclose Diametta's fair summers, the home of the rose. I claim not a portion: I ask but as mine 'Tis to drink to our victory - one cup of red wine. Some fight, 'tis for riches - some fight, 'tis for fame: The first I despise, and the last is a name. I fight, 'tis for vengeance! I love to see flow, At the stroke of my sabre, the life of my foe. I strike for the memory of long-vanished years; I only shed blood where another shed tears, I come, as the lightning comes red from above, O'er the race that I loathe, to the battle I love. |


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| jimmyjojon | another | 1 | Mar 14 2008, 11:07 PM EDT by BlackspotBobby | ||
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Thread started: Mar 12 2008, 10:31 PM EDT
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Sixty men all lost at sea
all of them drunk except for me was I whos left to brave the storm with nothing inside to keep me warm yo ho yo ho where ever the trade winds blow we go yo ho yo ho where ever the trade winds blow! |
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| Piratelove1 | Hoist the Colours | 1 | Feb 17 2008, 10:59 AM EST by Piratelove1 | ||
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Thread started: Aug 25 2007, 6:44 PM EDT
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Yo ho, haul together
Hoist the colours high. Heave ho, Thieves and beggars Never shall we die! 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 row! Yo ho, haul together, Hoist the Colours high! Heave ho, Theives and beggars, NEVER SHALL WE DIE! Some men 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 Fiddlers green! The bell has been raised, from its watery grave. Do you hear its sepulchral tone?! We are a call to call, Pay head to the squall, and turn your head toward home! Yo ho, haul together Hoist the Colours high!, Heave ho, Thieves and beggars, Never-shall-we-die!!!! |
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| Piratelove1 | Another Eh! | 0 | Sep 24 2007, 6:09 PM EDT by Piratelove1 | ||
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Thread started: Sep 24 2007, 6:09 PM EDT
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Well, Jack was a sailor, and he walked up to town,
And she was a damsel who skipped up and down. Says the damsel to Jack,as she passed by, Would yo care for to purchase some ole' bungo rye! Ruddy rye, Ruddy rye, fall the diddle die, Ruddy rye, Ruddy rye! Says Jack to himself, 'What can this be?', But the finest of whiskey from far Ger-man-ie!! Snuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly, And the name that it goes by is ole' bungo rye! Ruddy rye, Ruddy rye, fall the diddle die Ruddy rye, Ruddy rye. Jack gave her a pound, 'cause he thouht nothin strange. Hold the basket, young man, while I run for your change, Jack peeked in the basket and a child he did spy, I'll be damned! 'This is queer Bungo Rye!!!' Oh Ruddy rye, me ruddy rye! Fall the diddle die!!! Yey! |
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