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 The sun comes up on the Spanish sea our homeland far behind us

 Being hunted by the King's Navy it's sure he'd never find us

 Pull away me lads O the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger

We brought her into the looward wind and made for the Caribbean

For thoughts of what it might have been destroys a human being

 But thoughts about the Spanish gold and learning to desire it

 Can make a man so brash and bold he'll soon become a pirate

 Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger

Now a gleam came into the captain's eyes as he spied an English

clipper

 She looks the perfect shape and size let's all aboard and strip her

 We fired a shot across her bow and eased ourselves beside her

 With our keel as close as she'd allow we swung from the deck to ride

her

 Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger

Up she tumbles and starts to pitch and signals for assistance

 We tightened our hold another hitch and ended her resistance

Now there's many a day on the Spanish sea I served aboard that

raider

But we never did nothing more beautifully

 Than the way that we belayed her

 Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger

Her hold was hot as St Elmo's fire her chests were filled with

treasure

 We took as much as we'd require then took more for our pleasure

 Now there's many a day on the Spanish Main

 But none I hold so dear

 As the happy day I first became a scurvy buccaneer

 Pull away me lads of the Cardif Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger