David Munyon - The Pirate Song | Текст песни

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• David Munyon
• The Pirate Song

Something like bold scenery,
painted with fine oils,
Cargo ships and pirate blades,
Bringing home the spoils,
Drunken tired and wide awake,
Dodging serpents tails.

Chorus.
Stand up, time to hoist the sails up,
Here come all the big ships,
Racing through the wind.
Hurry up, come back when the time's right,
We'll be like the shark's bite,
Back to bite again.

Heading north we saw the fields,
Coastline tinted grey,
There she stood her dress pure white,
Her lantern lights were eight,
Soon my wounds were tended too,
And mom brought back today.

Chorus.

Like the spirit winds have claimed,
Sails by just a thread,
They forgive a captain's ship,
And fill too full the jib,
Like a band of gentlemen,
With one less to forgive.

Chorus.

Like a vintage Boujolais,
Empty lingering taste,
Longing for another sip,
Just to feel the chase,
On the rocks in Trinidad,
It was good to see your smiling face.

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