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We're sailin' out in foggy, dewy weather pillagin' the west coast
Singing out the "Turalurao"
But laboring the wicked old sea was always making us row
Tired of the "Turalurao"
Hunger and no capture from plague we're no more raptured
You didn't really treat us well (you didn't really treat us well)
So much different stories but came for gold and glories
Now we send you back to Hell!
You traitors, the Captain's dead, hail!
So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail!
Way-hey riding on thunder, the world's gonna humble
Blessed be the wreck and now we sail
The Captain's dead
We're sailin' out in foggy, dewy weather pillagin' the west coast
Singin' out the "Turalurao"
But laboring the wicked old sea was always making us row
Tired of the "Turalurao"
Abandoned families God only catching disease
Now we've got nothing left to lose (now we've got nothing left to lose)
The soup is served with rat tag
No lumber for a wooden leg
Fighting right next to you, it's no use
You traitors, the Captain's dead, hail!
So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail!
Way-hey riding on thunder, the world's gonna humble
Blessed be the wreck and now we sail
The Captain's dead
The Captain's dead
Traitors, the Captain's dead, hail!
So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail!
Way-hey riding on thunder the world's gonna hunger
Blessed be the wreck and now we sail
The Captain's dead
You traitors, the Captain's dead, hail!
So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail!
Way-hey riding on thunder, the world's gonna humble
Blessed be the wreck and now we sail
The Captain's dead