[Pub Session Intro] [fast 6/8 bodhran beat starts, joined by a lively fiddle melody, wooden room acoustics, subtle background pub atmosphere] [First Verse] [energetic male lead vocal, driving acoustic guitar rhythm] Old Captain Jack had a wooden leg And he drank all the whiskey from the wooden keg He pointed his finger at the raging sea Said the devil himself is afraid of me! [Communal Chorus] [rough male pub chorus joins, unison singing, spirited communal celebration] So heave away, boys, pull the line! Leave the rocky shores behind! There is a pint of stout and a fiddle tune Waiting for us beneath the moon! [Fast Jig Break] [spirited tin whistle and fiddle playing in unison, fast driving bodhran, purely instrumental dance rhythm] [Second Verse] [male lead vocal returns, highly energetic delivery] We lost the map and we lost the sail But we still have a barrel of the finest ale The ship is sinking but we do not care As long as the fiddler is sitting there! [Communal Chorus] [full traditional ensemble, rough unison singing, bright acoustic energy] So heave away, boys, pull the line! Leave the rocky shores behind! There is a pint of stout and a fiddle tune Waiting for us beneath the moon! [Abrupt Session Ending] [fiddle plays one final fast phrase, loud rhythmic strike on the bodhran] [sudden stop, warm acoustic decay, distant pub laughter]
