Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Though you see me now a mere ghost of a man

 I once had the heart of a lion

 Commanded my ship between many a shore

 The ol’ Jolly Roger a-flyin

Mine was a name that struck fear into men

 And regret into plenty of lasses

Oh how I wish I could take back those days

 As I stare at these empty beer-glasses

 And I think of the times past when I had it all

 I toyed with men’s wives and their daughters

 And in my pursuit of this ill-gotten wealth

 I stabbed and I slashed and I slaughtered

 And for what? The men that I’ve fought

 Are matched by the number of women I’ve bought

 And for what? I’ve killed and I’ve shot

 And reddened the cold tears of children with blood

 And if I could go back and make my amends

 I’d make all those mistakes again

 I’d kill every last one of those bastards, my friend

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 My ship was the last sight that many would see

 As we narrowed the gap with our quarry

 The sound of the cannons and splintering wood

 Would herald our paths into glory

We seized all the bounty and scuppered the ship

 Our hearts hadn’t time for the wounded

I took my share and the crew got the rest

 And on into port we then bounded

 Life has many pleasures, and we had our fill

 Of food and of wenches and beer

 When we’d tired of the port or had drunken it dry

 The time to set sail would come near

 And for what? We heeded no law

 Made other men suffer so we could have more

 And for what? We lived every day

 With the noose of the hangman a hair’s breadth away

 And if I could go back and make my amends

 I’d make all those mistakes again

 I’d kill every last one of those bastards, my friend

Solos

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REPEAT ACCORDIAN PART

 Oh I have seen wonders you’d never have dreamed

 And taken my fair share I must say

Holds full of booty I happily seized

 From crews who would not see a new day

 Spanish gold came and went, gem stones got sold

 But I knew more lay on the horizon

 Yet the beer was too good and the gals were too sweet

 And now in my old age it’s gone

 These memories were bought with the lives of good men

 A price that I paid without scruple

 So many souls suffered so I could get drunk

 And swagger from brothel to brothel

 And for what? It’s been many years

 Yet the screams of the vanquished still ring in my ears

 And for what? I’ve blood on my hands

 I wait for my place in the halls of the damned

 And if I could go back and make my amends

 I’d make all those mistakes again

 I’d kill every last one of those bastards my friend