The Buccaneer Rap

by Pirates for Sail

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Pirates for Sail presents the most barnacle-bedecked hip-hop track of the summer, produced by Seadawg of the Scurvy Crew!

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released May 27, 2017

Produced by Brad "Seadawg" Podray (bradpodray.com)
Lyrics by Dave Keefer
Recorded at Rose Recording, Mitchellville, MD (roserecording.com)

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Pirates for Sail Baltimore, Maryland

Pirates for Sail (also known to their fans as the Crew of the Drunken Ferret and the Drunken Ferret T’Barnacle Choir) has been navigating the waterways and watering holes of Maryland since 2005. We plunder, pillage, carouse and sing, and we do all this in between consuming enormous quantities of rum. We’re bloody pirates, mate, and we’re on the account until Jack Ketch catches up to us! ... more

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Track Name: The Buccaneer Rap
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the Devil have done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

You're a peasant boy, you sit and mope
You own no land so you've got no hope
Indentured servant or maybe a slave
A life of adventure is what you crave.
You know that the taxes are coming due
And if you can't pay 'em, that's the end of you.
So escape the chains and the auctioneer,
Run away to the sea
Be a buccaneer

I said yo
Yo ho

You're a nobleman and your life is fine
With a powdered wig and a cute behind
All of the ladies dig your style
Till one of 'em says she bears your child.
Now her Daddy's rich and yours is too
And they both think that marriage would be best for you
But if it's your freedom that you revere
Run away to the sea
Be a buccaneer

I said yo
Yo ho

You work in the smithy to earn your pay
And you go for a drink at the end of the day
When in come soldiers, guys with swords
Drunk as skunks and off their gourds.
They pick a fight with you and your friends
And three of 'em's dead before it all ends
It was self-defense, that should be clear
Run away to the sea
Be a buccaneer

I said yo
Yo ho

You think that the people are treated unfair
So you speak your mind in the public square
You tell the crowd that the best solution
Is to take up arms for a revolution.
They storm the castle to no avail
Then turn on you when the coup has failed
You can try it again in a couple of years
Run away to the sea
Be a buccaneer

I said yo
Yo ho

You chart the heavens and read the stars
Observing the sky, the moon, and Mars
You publish a paper on what you've found
The sun is the center and the earth goes 'round
The church doesn't care for your rhetoric
And they have you arrested as a heretic
To be tried by a jury of your peers?
Run away to the sea
Be a buccaneer

I said yo
Yo ho

You've seen the king with a number of wenches
In beds, on floors, and even park benches
And as his guard, your only job
Is to see no one disturbs the slob
One day you're sick and the Queen discovers
Her roving king and his latest lover
For failing to guard his majesty's rear
Run away to the sea
Be a buccaneer

I said yo
Yo ho
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!