| Today I’ll be hung by the gallows at noon
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| For many they say my death can’t come too soon
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| For a buccaneer’s life is the one that I’ve led
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| Was wedded to freedom but today I’ll be dead
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| My ship was a schooner Empress was her name
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| We sailed for adventure, for fortune and fame
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| We raided the galleons and the ports and the town
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| But the navy lay lurking as we drank the rum down
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| They set fire to my ship, then my back met their whip
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| As they shackled me towards my doom
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| Then they imprisoned me here, I’ve waited a year
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| Now my dying day finally has come
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| I’ll be dancing the hempen jig today
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| For my crimes I’m about to pay
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| With a rope ‘neath my chin I’ll face death with a grin
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| And I’ll sway in the wind while the tide’s rushing in
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| I’ll be dancing the hempen rope jig
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| At the trial I stood with the rest of my crew
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| And in our defense there was not we could do
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| For the charges were long against us buccaneers bold
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| The crimes of a lifetime full of thirsting for gold
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| There was mutiny, piracy, thievery and more
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| Since we pillaged and plundered the ports by the score
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| We’d sacked every town and each port that we crossed
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| Taken their booty and left them to rot
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| There was fear in my gut as the jury stood up
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| Their verdict was not a surprised
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| Then the sentence passed down from the judge and the crown
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| With a cruel sort glint in his eyes
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| All those nights I spent drinking beneath the stars
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| They’ve been replaced with chains and with bars
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| And my riches and fame have been taken away
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| And replaced with a dread for a buccaneer’s life I have led
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| On the gallows I stand, soon I’ll take up death’s hand
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| Three times I’ll be washed by the sea
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| With my corpse bathed in tar I’ll serve warning to all
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| Death’s coming to pirates like me
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| I was free for so long but did too much shit wrong
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| Now the rope’s ‘neath my chin, take my final breath in
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| I’m dancing the hempen rope jig |