| Aye, aye matey walk the plank
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| Shiver me timbers — just a prank
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| Where we stand the ground is never stable
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| Nobody is never bored
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| Every night a different port
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| Peace as long as junk is on our table
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| All and as far as the eye can see is easy prey
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| We’ll take what we want and our family is out there on the sea
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| So sing along even though the words are wrong
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| Let the ocean and the waves carry you on
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| And so hit the Jack before we will burn your flag
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| We have set our sails forever and we’re never coming back
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| Things can get quite rowdy here
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| Dirty hands and dirty beards
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| Punches fly and no one’s feeling sorry
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| But afterwords to do the trick
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| We all dance the hempen jig
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| Pouring all our glasses 'til the morning
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| There ain’t a place we would ever stay then on the water
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| All of our mates lost along the way are buried down there
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| So sing along even though the words are wrong
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| Let the ocean and the waves carry you on
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| And so hit the Jack before we will burn your flag
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| We have set our sails forever and we’re never coming back
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| We ain’t scared of scallywags
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| Scurvy dogs and other jacks
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| We will stand united and together
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| We might not have a set of teeth
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| But proud to be some buccaneers
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| Life for us just can’t get any better
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| One little thing we can guarantee, we come like thunder
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| Loud and rumbling we are and we ain’t going under, going under, going under
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| So sing along even though the words are wrong
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| Let the ocean and the waves carry you on
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| And so hit the Jack before we will burn your flag
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| We have set our sails forever and we’re never coming back |