Caribbean sunrise

on the sea lighting rays

on the red horizon

ships appear with sails that seem to blaze

forty fearless outlaws

always ready to fight

they want gold and women

and a bottle of Jamaican rum each night



Try, try to flee

when you see

the flag of terror flying over you

Peaked grapnels crash

through your ship

they attack out of the blue



Skull and crossbones, blood in sight

burning sails light up the night

skull and crossbones, piracy

they're the tigers of the sea



Greed for pearls and diamonds

they are hellbent for gold

their notorious symbol

makes every decent sailors'blool run cold

like the mighty eagle

diving down on the lamb

pirates don't give mercy

when they fight and get the upper hand



Cold, blood-stained steel

can you feel

the boarding-axe being pressed against your chest

don't hesitate

fight don't wait

'till the bogy seals your fate



Skull and crossbones...