| Man or boy — we’ll fight all as one
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| Bending the rules — it’s the call of the wild
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| Last resort — to be shot down in pains
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| Playing your very last card
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| Hoist up the mainbrace and fasten the sails
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| Crowsnest is screaming for shore
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| Ready the rum that is stored in the hold
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| Bringing what we need and more
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| Where the streets have no name
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| Where the devil’s in all men
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| If you knew what was a slain
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| Pay or flee in Tortuga Bay
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| Fight to death — games that men play
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| Flashing of steel and the clash of the sword
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| Last breath — the kill of the day
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| Proving what all men must fear
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| Hoist up the mainbrace and fasten the sails
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| Crowsnest is screaming for shore
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| Ready the rum that is stored in the hold
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| Bringing what we need and more
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| Live by stealth — cover your track
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| Enemies scuttled but who needs to see
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| No escape — knife in your back
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| Proving what all men must fear
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| Hoist up the mainbrace and fasten the sails
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| Crowsnest is screaming for shore
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| Ready the rum that is bound up in bales
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| Bringing what we need and more
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| Where survival’s the game
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| Where you fight for your freedom
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| If you knew what was a slain
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| Pay or flee in Tortuga Bay |