friend, fun unfold sail Yo-ho-ho pour soon. that fate has prepared for us: winners wreaths or coffin of canvas or tie hemp.
Dead Man's Chest Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil happen to you before the end of Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
one killed with bullets, killing other age Yo-ho-ho, we drink to you. in black sail tear, storm will not stop us. the conscience of us really is not an obstacle Kings we can not decree.
Dead Man's Chest Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil happen to you before the end of Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
people we cut into pieces and tearing to shreds Yo-ho-ho, we drink to you. But if God will not forgive us, then the devil always willing Yo-ho-ho, we drink to you.
Dead Man's Chest Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum. Drink and the devil happen to you before the end of Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
Scratch our swords with Spanish knives Yo-ho-ho's so funny. cowards run away, bold and go forward legs. Yo-ho-ho pour soon