
Date of issue: 17.06.2012
Song language: English
The Gael...Time Flies |
No future was there in London Town for a poor man’s son like me, |
So I left my home and I went to seek my fortune on the sea, |
I signed aboard a merchant ship out for the west indies, |
and soon we would be trapped into the winds of piracy. |
We spied sails on the horizon and we tried to make a run, |
The pirates raised a black flag and our running it was done, |
When those pirates boarded us they told us one by one, |
«You can die or join me crew me boys, |
Time flies when you’re having rum!» |
Time flies when you’re having rum me boys, |
time flies when you’re having rum, |
when you’re sailing under the black flag |
and you’re firing all your guns, |
when you take a spanish treasure ship, |
you divide by the rule of thumb, |
Our voyage will be over soon enough, |
time flies when you’re having rum, |
With a pistol to my forehead, |
well my choice was all too clear, |
I took leave of that merchant ship and became a buccaneer, |
and though they spared my life I think that if the truth be told, |
i’d join them for the promises |
of adventure, rum and gold. |
The quartermaster handed me a compass and a gun, |
and as I signed their articles the captain told me «Son, |
us gentlemen make a fortune living fast and on the run, |
so step right up and take your share, |
time flies when you’re having rum!» |
Time flies when you’re having rum me boys, |
time flies when you’re having rum, |
when you’re sailing under the black flag |
and you’re firing all your guns, |
when you take a spanish treasure ship, |
you divide by the rule of thumb, |
Our voyage will be over soon enough, |
time flies when you’re having rum. |
For two long years I sailed with them, |
across the Spanish Main, |
We capture ships from Portugal, |
from England, France and Spain, |
we took what we could and we give 'em back, |
for that’s the pirate’s code, |
and in our wake the Caribbean Sea ran red with blood. |
The admiralty in London sent a fleet to hunt us down, |
a traitor in Port Royal told them where we could be found, |
they surrounded us and that’s when the captain shouted, |
«Let 'em come! |
The fight will be over soon enough, |
time flies when you’re having rum.» |
Time flies when you’re having rum me boys, |
time flies when you’re having rum, |
when you’re sailing under the black flag |
and you’re firing all your guns, |
when you take a spanish treasure ship, |
you divide by the rule of thumb, |
Our voyage will be over soon enough, |
time flies when you’re having rum. |
We ran the red flag up and then we readied all our guns, |
no quarter would be given and we turned an' speced an' done, |
we got off when good broadside, |
but outnumbered ten to one, |
they took out half our crew, |
and our piracy was done. |
They took us back to London Town, |
under key and lock. |
The hangman’s noose was swinging from the execution dock. |
The captain turned and said to me, «We had fine sailing son, |
the voyage was over all too soon, |
time flies when you’re having rum.» |
Time flies when you’re having rum me boys, |
time flies when you’re having rum, |
when you’re sailing under the black flag |
and you’re firing all your guns, |
when you take a spanish treasure ship, |
you divide by the rule of thumb, |
Our voyage will be over soon enough, |
time flies when you’re having rum. |
Now as you’ve listened to this tale by know, |
I’m sure you have surmised. |
That I slipped the hangman’s cable, |
and escaped him with my life. |
But how I got away, |
That’s another story son, |
my voyaging days ain’t over yet, |
time flies when you’re having rum! |
Time flies when you’re having rum me boys, |
time flies when you’re having rum, |
when you’re sailing under the black flag |
and you’re firing all your guns, |
when you take a spanish treasure ship, |
you divide by the rule of thumb, |
Our voyage will be over soon enough, |
time flies when you’re having rum. |