Hoist the Colours

The king and his men

stole the queen from her bed

and bound her in her Bones.

The seas be ours

and by the powers

where we will we'll roam.

Yo, ho, all hands

hoist the colors high.

Heave ho, thieves and beggars,

never shall we die.

Some men have died

and some are alive

and others sail on the sea

– with the keys to the cage...

and the Devil to pay

we lay to Fiddler's Green!

Yo, ho, haul together,

hoist the colors high.

Heave ho, thieves and beggars,

never shall we die.

The bell has been raised

from it's watery grave...

Do you hear it's sepulchral tone?

We are a call to all,

pay head the squall

and turn your sail toward home!

Yo, ho, haul together,

hoist the colors high.

Heave ho, thieves and beggars,

never shall we die.