Pressganged

And so you sailed to sea

when you were twenty three

Press ganged one night

how you did fight into the navy

Your fate gets worse you see

Press ganged to mutiny

And so welcome your new career

A pirate on the sea

Your captain he was cruel

nine tails and foulest gruel

Then you are caught

convicted of the crime of piracy

Your last words you do say

a victim dies today

So now you croak upon a rope

tied to a hanging tree