The Widow's Bane - Haul Away Boys! текст песни

All the way from the bell of Cape Horn
To the dark South China Sea,
We left a wake of dames to mourn
The lives we took for free.
Our booty to the dark lord sworn,
Yes, our lives belonged to he.
So we hauled that bowline bloody for eternity.

In '65 on a dreary night,
When the Yankees went to war,
At the Queen's demand, every Englishman
Sailed from the royal shore.
But come that dawn, their captain saw
The ensign that we bore.
Our anchor dropped, the cannon shot,
And then they saw no more.

Haul away, boys!
Haul away, boys!

When the Devil took me on his ark,
Twas all 'cuz o' what I did.
Put a musket ball in a poor man's heart,
All for a lousy quid.
And now I sail from dawn 'til dark,
Layin' waste to every skiff.
We sail to kill and we never will
Know what it is to live.

Before you pass judgement on me,
There's an evil you should name.
It ain't reserved for the Devil's work;
It runs in your own fair veins.
And if you court it, son, I swear,
You'll find yourself in chains.
The Devil's slave, with no fate, save
To sail The Widow's Bane.