Ye Banished Privateers When Ye Dead Come Sailing Home
Yea listen to me words me friend Ohoy, Ohoy! Our days are comin' to an end Ohoy, Ohoy! At sea there dreadful horrors be, they're comin' here fer yea n' me. And all be doomed when yea dead come sailing home
In fifteen hundred and sixty-one Ohoy, Ohoy! a ship with crew went down n drowned Ohoy, Ohoy! But the captain said we dead won'y stay, I'll sell me soul to be back one day. In a hundred years ye dead will sail again!
When ye dead come sailin' home again Ohoy, Ohoy! All men n' women tremble then Ohoy, Ohoy! Oh the men will flee, n' the boys will shout the ladies they will all turn out And all be doomed when ye dead come sailin' home
Ye old church bell shall ring with dread Ohoy, Ohoy! To welcome out returning dead Ohoy, Ohoy! The village lads n' lassies say piles of corpses line the way. and all be doomed when ye dead come sailin' home
In sixteen hundred and sixty-one Ohoy, Ohoy! Ye dead shall sail again me friend Ohoy, Ohoy! In sixteen hundred and sixty-one All men and women turn n' run And all be doomed when ye dead come sailin' home
them hundred years has passed so fast Ohoy, Ohoy! Behold! at Sea! A crooked mast! Ohoy, Ohoy! a rotten deck, on a leaking hull on it a rime of bones and scum And we all be doomed when yes they all be doomed when And we all be doomed when ye dead come sailin' home
