Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of the whole ship's list Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead Or a yawing hole in a battered head And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes Looking up at paradise All souls bound just contrawise
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Ten of the crew had the murder mark! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of 'em good and true Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
More was seen through a sternlight screen... Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Chartings undoubt where a woman had been Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot Oh was she wench or some shudderin' maid That dared the knife and took the blade By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Ten of the crew had the murder mark! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!