My friends I stand before you,
To tell a truth most ARR.
They lust a treator in our mist,
Who haven't vote the captain's ARR.
He don't deserve no mercy,
We oath to ship him with the guns.
But I am not an evil man,
So thus lets have a little fun.
We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope,
And throw it overboard.
Trap him underneath the ship,
A terrifying deadly trip.
Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow,
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho!
Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow,
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho!
I will not say what he has done,
His sins are far to grave to tell.
It's not my place to judge a man,
But boy he will burn in hell.
The sharks will dine up on his flesh,
And Davie Jones will have his soul.
Take his money and his hat,
He won't need them where he's gonna go.
And thus lets him to a rope,
And throw it overboard.
Trap him underneath the ship,
A terrifying deadly trip.
Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow,
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho!
Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow,
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho!
We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope,
And throw it overboard.
Trap him underneath the ship,
A terrifying deadly trip.
Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow,
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho!
Keelhauled, that filthy lad, gonna send him down to the death bellow,
Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and the Yo-Ho-Ho!