Fifteen men on the dead man's chest A dark tide rolling No time for rest Yo-ho-ho The sails are torn A devil's wind since the day we're born The gulls cry high The waves crash low A cursed crew with nowhere to go Yo-ho-ho And a bottle of rum Drink to the night Let the morning come With the devil's grin and the moonlight pale We'll raise our cups and tell the tale Blood-red sun sinking fast Rope burns tight Shadows cast A treasure lost in a storm's embrace Gold and greed leave a bitter trace The shanty wails The deckboards creak The sea takes all The strong and weak Drink it down Lads Feel the burn No salvation No return Yo-ho-ho And a bottle of rum Drink to the night Let the morning come With the devil's grin and the moonlight pale We'll raise our cups and tell the tale The ghost ship calls Her lanterns sway Black sails rise to steal the day A haunting tune The hurdy-gurdy hums Beware the deep where the devil drums
