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Soon you’ll be a dead man… Chorus: Ain’t it great to be a pirate, laddie To sail the seas and to end just like your daddy Draw your cutlass, spark your pistol’s flash pan Steal gold to spend before you are a dead man Soon you’ll be a dead man. Welcome to the ship, you’re now one of the crew We’ve lots of fun since we have so much to do We’ve sails to mend, and decks for which to swab A bilge to pump, and lots of other jobs Soon you’ll be a dead man… (Chorus) Soon you’ll be a dead man… There’s lots of ropes, a-ready for the climbing We need a nestin’ crow, since our last he went deck divin’ And if you find, in Hell you are a doubter We’re always runnin’ short, of monkeys for the powder Soon you’ll be a dead man… (Chorus) Soon you’ll be a dead man… Down in the galley, the bread is cooked with raisins To hide the maggots, in the flower Cookie’s raisin’ The water’s going bad, in the barrels where its keepin’ The rum is getting stronger, since the First Mate’s heads been steepin’ Soon you’ll be a dead man… (Chorus) Soon you’ll be a dead man… In every port, the ladies there are waitin’ To take the gold, from each man whose loins are achin’ Then back to sea, to start it all again Or face the gallows, and become a freer man Soon you’ll be a dead man… (Chorus ) For soon you’ll be a dead man. Ain’t it great, to be a pirate, Laddie To sail the seas, and to hang just like your daddy Draw your cutlass, spark your pistol’s flash pan Steal gold to spend, for soon you’ll be a dead man… For soon you’ll be a dead man. |
