Jolly Roger

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The sun comes up on the Spanish sea
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  our homeland far behind us
Being hunted by the King's Navy it's
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 sure he'd never find us
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Pull away me lads  O the Cardiff 
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Rose and hoist the  Jolly Roger
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We brought her into the looward 
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wind and made for the Caribbean
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For thoughts of what it might have
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 been destroys a human being
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But thoughts about the Spanish gold
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 and learning to desire it
Can make a man so brash and bold 
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he'll soon become a pirate
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Pull away me lads of the Cardiff  
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Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
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Now a gleam came into the 
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captain's eyes as he spied an 
English
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clipper
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She looks the perfect shape and size
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 let's all aboard and strip her
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We fired a shot across her bow and 
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eased ourselves beside her
With our keel as close as she'd 
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allow we swung from the deck to ride
her
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Pull away me lads of the Cardiff 
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Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
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Up she tumbles and starts to pitch
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  and signals for assistance
We tightened our hold another hitch 
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and ended her resistance
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Now there's many a day  on the 
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Spanish  sea I served aboard that
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raider

But we never did nothing more 
beautifully
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Than the way that we belayed her
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Pull away me lads of the Cardiff 
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Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
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Her hold was hot as St Elmo's fire
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 her chests were filled with
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treasure
We took as much as we'd require then
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 took more for our pleasure
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Now there's many a day on the 
Spanish Main
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But none I hold so  dear
As the happy day I first became a 
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scurvy buccaneer
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Pull away me lads of the Cardif 
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Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger