Message from the masthead: "Spanish galleon, straight ahead!"
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Up the shrouds, hoist all the canvas
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It is worth the plunder, coming from down under
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Filled with spicery and treasures
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Out on the sea, the power is ours
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Spitting on order and law of the king
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Banished we are, outlawed forever
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We never care what tomorrow may bring
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Tigers of the sea, chasing the gold of her Royal Majesty
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Tigers of the sea, sentenced to death at the black gallows tree
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All men to the cannons, let them shiver, make them dance
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Casks of ruin for everyone, let's go
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When the rigging's falling, boarding party's crawling
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Up the rail, we will prevail
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We never know the habits and fashion
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Of England's and Netherland's nobility
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We only know the king is no poor man
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A few diamonds less won't make him weep
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Tigers of the sea . . .
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Gentry, take care of your jewelry
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Sire, beware of the tiger
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Black pyre, sails on fire
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Tigers of the sea . . .
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Tigers Of The Sea
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| Stormwitch |
