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Weâre sailinâ out in foggy, dewy weahter
Pillaginâ the Westcoasts
Singinâ out the âturaluraoâ
But labouring on wicked, old sea
Was always making us row
Tired of the âturaluraoâ
Hunger and no capture
From plague weâre no more raptured
You didnât really treat us well
So much different stories
But we came for gold and glories
Now we will send you back to hell
You traitors, the captainâs dead, hail!
So long live me
Now Iâm in charge so no wail! Way-hey
Weâll riding on thunder
The worldâs gonna humble
Under favour of the night weâll sail
The captainâs dead
Weâre sailinâ out in foggy, dewy weahter
Pillaginâ the Westcoasts
Singinâ out the âturaluraoâ
But labouring on wicked, old sea
Was always making us row
Tired of the âturaluraoâ
Abandoned families
Got only catching disease
Now weâve got nothing left to lose
The soup is served with rat tag
No lumber for wooden leg
Fighting beside you itâs no use
You traitors, the captainâs dead, hail!
So long live me
Now Iâm in charge so no wail! Way-hey
Weâll riding on thunder
The worldâs gonna humble
Under favour of the night weâll sail
The captainâs dead
You traitors, the captainâs dead, hail!
So long live me
Now Iâm in charge so no wail! Way-hey
Weâll riding on thunder
The worldâs gonna humble
Under favour of the night weâll sail
The captainâs dead
You traitors, the captainâs dead, hail!
So long live me
Now Iâm in charge so no wail! Way-hey
Weâll riding on thunder
The worldâs gonna humble
Under favour of the night weâll sail
The captainâs dead