Fifteen Men on a Deadman's Chest
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of the whole ship's list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped down in up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes
Looking up at paradise
All souls bound just contrawise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of 'em good and true - '
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
More was seen through a sternlight screen...
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chartings undoubt where a woman had been
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot
With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot
Oh was she wench or some shudderin' maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Renegades, Rebels, and Rogues
They come from the wrong side of the tracks,
They're born a breed apart,
Can't tie 'em up, can't keep 'em down,
They're clingin' to some ole star
They'll chase that restless spirit
Wherever the four winds blow,
'Cause there's another dream just around the bend
For renegades, rebels and rogues
Renegades, rebels and rogues
Eyes of fire, hearts of gold
They'll ramble till they drop,
Gamble till the money runs out,
They'll take any wrong direction,
'Cause it's in their blood to know
That all roads lead to another road
For renegades, rebels and rogues.
Daughters love 'em, daddies hate 'em
Mamas don't understand,
Whenever life deals 'em down and dirty
They play 'em another hand,
And there's a place in Heaven
For those wild and kindred souls
But they'll be raisin' Hell till then,
Those renegades, rebels and rogues
Renegades, rebels and rogues
Eyes of fire, hearts of gold
They'll ramble till they drop,
Gamble till the money runs out,
They'll take any wrong direction,
'Cause it's in their blood to know
That all roads lead to another road
For renegades, rebels and rogues
Renegades, rebels and rogues
Eyes of fire, hearts of gold
They'll ramble till they drop,
Gamble till the money runs out,
They'll take any wrong direction,
'Cause it's in their blood to know
That all roads lead to another road
For renegades, rebels and rogues

Blow the Man Down
Come all ye young sailors that follow the sea
(To me, way hey, blow the man down)
You must pay attention now listen to me
(Give me some time to blow the man down)
I,m a salty old pirate set sail from Hong Kong
(To me, way hey, blow the man down)
Give me some whiskey, I,ll sing you my song
(Give me some time to blow the man down)
, Twas on a Black Baller I first served my time
(To me, way hey, blow the man down)
And on that Black Baller I wasted me prime
(Give me some time to blow the man down)
Now when the big liner, she,s clear of land
(To me, way hey, blow the man down)
The bosun he roars out the word of command
(Give me some time to blow the man down)
Come quickly, lay aft to the break of the poop
(To me, way hey, blow the man down)
Or I,ll help you along with the toe of me boot
(Give me some time to blow the man down)
, Tis larboard and starboard, on deck you will sprawl
(To me, way hey, blow the man down)
For Captain Van Wrinkle commands the Black Ball
(Give me some time to blow the man down
...give me some time to blow the man down)

Yo ho, a Pirate's Life for Me
Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A Pirate,s Life For Me
We Pillage, We Plunder - We Rifle, We Loot
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
We Kidnap, We Ravage - and Don,t Give a Hoot!
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A Pirate,s Life For Me
We Extort, We Pilfer - We Filch and Sack
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
Maraude and Embezzle - and even Hijack
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A Pirate,s Life For Me
We Kindle with Charm - Enflame and ignite
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
We Burn up the City - We,re Really a Fright
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
We,re Rascals, Scoundrels - Villians and Knaves
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
We,re Devils and Black Sheep - Really Bad Eggs
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A Pirate,s Life For Me
We,re Beggars and Flaggers - and Neer-do-well Cads
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!
Aye, but We,re Loved - By our Mommies and Dads
Drink Up Me Hardies - Yo Ho!