Arrrgh, it’s Monday already again. The good thing about it is- it’s officially ‘International Talk Like a Pirate Day’. Aye, we wait for this all year. 😉
Check out Monkey Fist’s post of the week’s interesting maritime stuff. Flotsam and jetsam from all over the world.
Don’t forget to head to Krispy Kreme for your free donuts and Long John Silvers for a free sandwich. Thanks to both for supporting us pirates! 🙂
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Tomorrow is officially International Talk Like a Pirate Day (don’t forget to stop by your local Krispy Kreme for some free donuts). For this weeks Song of the Sea, I’ll get into the spirit a little bit early with this version of Yo Ho Ho by the Corsairs. So, here’s to yaaarrrgh…..
Yo Ho Ho (and a Bottle of Rum)
Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil be done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The mate was fixed by the bos’n’s pike The bos’n’ brained with a marlin spike And cookey’s throat was marked belike It had been gripped by fingers ten and There they lay all good dead men like Break o’ day in a boozing ken__ Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum !
Fifteen men of a whole ship’s list Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum! Dead and be d___ed and the rest gone whist! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore Where the scullion’s axe his cheek had shore And the scullion he was stabbed times four And there he lay while the soggy skies Dripped all day-long in up-staring eyes At Murk sunset and a foul sunrise 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!
‘Twas a cutlass swipe or and ounce of lead Or a yawning hole in a battered head and the scuppers glut with a rotting red And there they lay aye d___ my eyes All lookouts clapped on par – a – dise All souls bound just con – tra – ri – wise Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of ’em good and true Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Every man Jack could ha’ sailed with old Pew Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold with a Ton of plate in the middle hold And the cabins riot with stuff un told And there they lay that had took the plum With a sightless glare and their lips struck dumb While we shared all by the rule of thumb Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of 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!
(FALTA UM VERSO/////////////)
We wrapped ’em all in a mains'(cel)l tight with Twice ten turns of a hausers bight And we heaved ’em over and out of sight with a Yo heave ho and fare you well And a sullen plunge in a sullen swell Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
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