Next Harvest Faire

de The Jolly Rogers

Fly high the Jolly Roger that black standard stained with red
We'll plunder down the Spanish main to earn our daily bread
Don't lose your nerve, you keep your spine 'neath our tattered sail
And if you talk you walk the plank 'cause dead men tell no tales

Welcome to the crew, me boy, you can stow your gear below
Just do your job, keep to the code, we'll tell you where to go
Shut your gob, stand your ground and a full share you will earn
If you wag your tongue then with our swords we'll split you stem to stern

Fly high the Jolly Roger that black standard stained with red
We'll plunder down the Spanish main to earn our daily bread
Don't lose your nerve, you keep your spine 'neath our tattered sail
And if you talk you taste our steel 'cause dead men tell no tales

We avoid the Royal Navy, it's fat merchant ships we hunt
And we don't take no prisoners, it's their blood and gold we want
Just ignore their pleas, ignore their screams when those lubbers start to beg
And a marlin spike will crack their skull like a stinking, rotten egg

Fly high the Jolly Roger that black standard stained with red
We'll plunder down the Spanish main to earn our daily bread
Don't lose your nerve, you keep your spine 'neath our tattered sail
And if you talk you'll be keelhauled 'cause dead men tell no tales

You can fear the hangman's noose, me boy, you can fear the King and Crown
Fear not the sea, those born to hang will never ever drown
This is now our fate, me lads, on death door we must knock
When we get caught we'll swing and rot from Execution Dock

Fly high the Jolly Roger that black standard stained with red
We'll plunder down the Spanish main to earn our daily bread
Don't lose your nerve, you keep your spine 'neath our tattered sail
And if you talk we'll stretch your neck

If you talk, you'll be marooned
If you talk you'll hang in irons
'Cause dead men tell no
Dead men tell no
Dead men tell no
Dead men tell no tales

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