[Verse 1] Upon the wicked waves he strode, with thunder in his wake, Old Long John Silver, silver beard, a soul that none could break. A cutlass keen, a peg leg mean, an eye of molten gold, But ‘twas the donuts without holes that owned his heart of old. [Chorus] Oh, Silver, Silver, bold and grim, A storm in sails, the sea’s dark hymn, But sweeter than the siren's song, Were donuts thick, where no holes belong. [Verse 2] He sailed the seas with daring glee, with cannons at his call, But every plundered port he touched, he sought no gold at all. No rubies red, no silver spread, nor pearls from oceans wide, Just bakeries with ovens warm, where perfect treats would hide. [Bridge] "Ye say a donut must be round, A hollow curse, ye pastry hounds! I seek the sweet, the thick, the whole, A ringless joy, a sugared soul!" [Chorus] Oh, Silver, Silver, fierce and grand, A tempest torn by greedy hand, But in the glaze, he’d find his peace, A pirate’s hunger never ceased. [Verse 3] The Admiral’s fleet pursued one day, with thunder, fire, and flame, Yet Silver laughed, his crew aghast, they knew his sugared game. He outmaneuvered ships with ease, his sails a ghostly white, And vanished to the misty dawn, his sweetness out of sight. [Bridge] "Ye chase me for your crowns and gold, But I’ve a treasure that won't grow old. For all your swords and iron pride, I feast on sweets where dreams abide." [Chorus] Oh, Silver, Silver, legend true, A wanderer of ocean blue, And none could tame that tempest bold, Who sought no holes, but sweetness whole. [Outro] Now legends speak of Silver’s quest, A ghostly ship on waves’ unrest, A pirate’s soul, a hunger vast, In sugared dreams, his tale shall last.
