Lyrics

We were schooner rigged and rakish with a long and lissome hull And we flew the pretty colors of the crossbones and the skull We'd a big black Jolly Roger flappin' grimly at the fore And we sailed the Spanish waters in the happy days of yore So we sailed with booty on the board Lived a life of whisky and the sword Plundered them and pretty pranks we played Laughed at them and then we sailed away We'd a long brass gun amidships like a well-conducted ship We had each a brace of pistols and a cutlass at the hip It's a point that tells against us and a fact to be deplored But we chased the goodly merchant men and laid their ships aboard So we sailed with booty on the board Lived a life of whisky and the sword Plundered them and pretty pranks we played Laughed at them and then we sailed away Then the dead men fouled the scuppers And the wounded filled the chains And the paintwork all was spatter-dashed With other people's brains She was boarded she was looted She was scuttled till she sank And the pale survivors left us By the medium of the plank…