Heave, ho Heave, ho On this eerie night, we row Where the dead rise to tell The tale of old Keelhaul Joe Through the Phantom Sea, we go The waves, they whisper secrets Of a crew who met their fate In the depths of Jones's locker Where the cursed congregate The storm that claimed their galleon Now rages in their souls Compelled by hellish purpose Reaping vengeance from below Heave, ho Heave, ho On this eerie night, we row Where the dead rise to tell The tale of old Keelhaul Joe Through the Phantom Sea, we go Old Joe’s eyes are hollow And his breath a chilling mist His frame torn asunder With iron shackles on his wrists They say he wields a cutlass Sharpened on the keel’s teeth Of the ship that condemned him And his crew to drink the sea Heave, ho Heave, ho On this eerie night, we row Where the dead rise to tell The tale of old Keelhaul Joe Through the Phantom Sea, we go Oh, oh Beware old Keelhaul Joe Oooh Beware old Keelhaul Joe Don’t catch yourself sleeping It’s blood that he’s seeking He’ll drag you down below Keelhaul Joe Heave, ho Heave, ho On this eerie night, we row Where the dead rise to tell The tale of old Keelhaul Joe Through the Phantom Sea, we go So if you hear him screaming Through the shallows of the eve Better pray your souls escape The retribution that he seeks Heave, ho Heave, ho On this eerie night, we row Where the dead rise to tell The tale of old Keelhaul Joe Through the Phantom Sea, we go