Bloodthirsty!

Bloodthirsty!
Written & composed by S. L. Gomper, 2nd verse by Mr. Ps. Goblegblix aka Dylan Blackthorn

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A pirates’ life is cold & hard, he’ll drink his cup of pleasure
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and set his sails across the seas to hide his buried treasue
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grinning as the cutlass gleams beneath the crescent moon
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& thank your lucky stars that you have lived to hear this tune

Bbmi.                                             Fmi.
& if we come to siege, well, you’d better just comply
Bbmi.                                                  C
it’d be a shame to see your good ship wrecked
Bbmi.                                                       Fmi.
and if you’re one for fighting, well, you just may find your head
Bbmi.                                      C
has been separated from you neck!
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YAR!!! The Boarding Hooks! ARR!!! The blood does flow!
Fmi.         Bbmi.                  C
HOY!!! The severed limbs fly!
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YAR!!! Free the Prisoners! ARR!!! Slit the Captain’s throat!
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HAR!!! We’ll split the booty by and by!

Yes I’ve sailed upon the stormy seas, roamed verry far from home
and sent so many souls to hell, my heart’s become as stone
Thar’s nothing that can stop me as I rage upon this world
taking all what I desire, under skull and bones unfurled

& if you spy upon the horizon, our black banner flying high
You’d better make yer prayers short and quick
& if yer begging for salvation for yer slaving merchant hide
I can guarantee you’ll make yer saviour sick!

Fmi              . Bbmi.            Fmi.        C
YAR!!! The cutlass gleams! ARR!!! Rapier!
Fmi.             Bbmi.               C
HOY!!!  The cannon balls fly!
Fmi       Bbmi.      Fmi.      C
YAR!!! Flintlock! ARR!!! Pistol fire!
Fmi.            Bbmi.           C
HAR!!! the bloodthirsty cry!!

Fmi.                                                 Bbmi.
A pirates’ life is cold & hard, SHE’ll take her bite of pleasure
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and set HER sails across the seas to hide the buried treasure
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grinning as the cutlass gleams beneath the crescent moon
Fmi.                                                 Bbmi.
& thank your lucky stars that you have lived to hear this tune

Bbmi.                                             Fmi.
& if we come to siege, well, you’d better just comply
Bbmi.                                                  C
it’d be a shame to see your good ship wrecked
Bbmi.                                                       Fmi.
and if you’re one for fighting, well, you just may find your head
Bbmi.                                      C
has been separated from your neck!

Author:  Dylan Blackthorn, S.L. Gomper