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Davy Jones' Locker Bound

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[(Intro)] Ahoy! Listen close ye landlubbers, for this ain't no tale o’ glory… This is the song o’ them what sail 'til Davy Jones calls their name! [(Verse 1 )] [(Lead Vocal)] The salt spray stings me weathered face, the rum burns down me throat! Ten years I’ve sailed this cursed expanse, a livin' ghost afloat! We plunder gold and spill the blood, no mercy do we show, But every raid brings us closer to where all pirates go! [(Chorus)] Heave ho, heave ho, to Davy Jones we’re bound! Heave ho, heave ho, six feet under ground! No peace for pirates, no restin' in the sun, Davy Jones is comin', when our race is run! [(Verse 2)] (Lead Vocal)] We’ve fought the Kraken, weathered storms, and outrun every chase, But time it takes its toll on us, leavin' scars upon each face! The Spanish galleons tremble when they hear our battle cry, But even pirates fear the day we kiss this world goodbye! [(Chorus)] Heave ho, heave ho, to Davy Jones we’re bound! Heave ho, heave ho, six feet under ground! No peace for pirates, no restin' in the sun, Davy Jones is comin', when our race is run! [(Verse 3)] [(Lead Vocal)] The gold we steal won’t buy us peace, the rum can't drown the dread, Each sunrise brings us closer to the ocean floor instead! We laugh and fight and drink our fill, pretendin' not to care, But Davy Jones is waitin', with a cold and empty stare. [(Chorus)] Heave ho, heave ho, to Davy Jones we’re bound! Heave ho, heave ho, six feet under ground! No peace for pirates, no restin' in the sun, Davy Jones is comin', when our race is run! [(Verse 4)] [(Lead Vocal)] So raise yer mugs ye scoundrels bold, let the liquor freely flow! For soon we’ll be in Davy Jones' Locker, where the cold currents go! Let the sharks feast on our bones, and the coral claim our hold, We lived as pirates, wild and free, a story to be told! [(Chorus)] Heave ho, heave ho, to Davy Jones we’re bound! Heave ho, heave ho, six feet under ground! No peace for pirates, no restin' in the sun, Davy Jones is comin', when our race is run! [(Outro)] …To Davy Jones’ Locker… forevermore…