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salt sea pirates - fifteen men on deadman's chest lyrics

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[verse 1: singer 1 & 2]
fifteen men on a deadman’s chest
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
drink and the devil had done fo’ the rest
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
the mate was fixed wi’ the bosun’s pike
the bosun brained wi’ a marlin spike
the cook, his throat was marked alike—
it had been gripped by fingers ten
an’ there they lay, all good dead men
like a brig of day an’ of boozin’ kin[?]
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)

[verse 2: singer 1 & 2]
fifteen men of the whole ship’s list
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
dead [?] be d+mned and the rest gone wist
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
skippеr lay with his n0b in gore
with the skullion’s axe, ‘is cheek had shorе
and the skullion, he was stepped [times four]—
and there they lay in the scaggy skies
dripped down in em starin’ eye
in murk sunset an’ foul sunrise
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
[verse 3: singer 1 & 2]
fifteen men of ’em stiff n’ stark
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
ten o’ the crew had the murder mark
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
a yawing hole in a battered head
and the scuppers [?] with a rotting red—
and there they lay, i d+mn my eyes
lookin’ up at paradise
an’ all souls bound as [contruise]
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)

[verse 4: singer 1 & 2]
fifteen men of ’em good an’ true
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
[everman jack coulda show it all pew]
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
there was chest on chest of spanish gold
a [cunoff] blade in the middle hold
and the cabins riot of stuff untold—
and there they lay that took the plum
wi’ sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
as we shared all by the rule of thumb
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
[verse 5: singer 1 & 2]
more was seen through a [sterline?] screen
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
chartings undoubt where a woman had been
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
was a [flimsy shift?] on a bunker cut
a dirk’s swift shear through the bosom spot
an’ the lace stiff dry an’ a purplish blot—
oh was she wench or some shudderin’ maid
[sh’ tare] the knife an’ took the blade
but god, she had stuff for a plucky jade
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)

[verse 6: singer 1 & 2]
fifteen men on a deadman’s chest
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
drink an’ the devil had done fo’ the rest
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
we wrapped ’em up in a main so tight
we twice take turns of a hosser’s blight
we heaved ’em over and out of sight—
with a “yo+heave+ho” and a “fare+ye+well”
sudden plunge on the sullen swell
ten fathoms deep on the road to h+ll
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
[outro: singer 2]
(+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
(yo+ho+ho an’ a bottle o’ rum)
oh, bl++dy ‘ell
‘ello!
yes, dearie
yes, dearie, i’m comin’ home
j’ hangin’ out wi’ me mates
bl++dy h+ll can’t even be pirates!



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