Lyrics: John Maher/Duncan McLaughlin
Music: John Maher/Duncan McLaughlin
Waves they were rolling high
Round fifteen twenty four
Nair a cloud in the blue sky
He was dreaming of the shore
Pretty girl I shared my brandy
We parting without a tear
We got a little more than randy
Fore I sailed out of Cape Fear
Skipper he wore a black beard
Name was Edward Teach
Dirty Sir Walter Raleigh chased us
We just stayed clear of his reach
But the golden age of piracy
Was bound to end this way
Queen Anne getting her royal revenge
At the bottom of a distant bay
Pretty girl I will miss you
Your soft voice I still hear
Once more if I could kiss you
If we ever get back to Cape Fear
Skipper he wore a black beard
Name was Edward Teach
Dirty Sir Walter Raleigh chased us
We just stayed clear of his reach
But the golden age of piracy
Was surely gonna end this way
Queen Anne getting her royal revenge
At the bottom of a distant bay
Skipper he wore a black beard
Name was Edward Teach
Dirty Sir Walter Raleigh chased us
We just stayed clear of his reach
But the golden age of piracy
Was bound to end this way
Queen Anne getting her royal revenge
At the bottom of a distant bay
of a distant bay
of a distant bay
of a distant bay
of a distant bay