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Elephants' Dance
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Ye Banished Privateers
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We have served many years under royal decree Crossed the ocean so wast to the new colonies We've starvation endured, eaten rations of mold And we slaughtered our friends for a minimum sold Been discarded like trash for a treaty with Spain No work for us sailors till war comes again In the ruins of Nassau, we gathered our strength And founded a future and home for our friends But here we are at gallow's point In Woodes Rogers' ruse we've been caught To pardon accept and get back in the fold Or be fed to the crows in a noose Bleed for Queen Anne! Starve for King George! We're trampled and torn in this elephants dance We're taking the rope, for the sake of the code So the free folk of Nassau might still stand a chance Oh we had a good run, with a cutlass and gun I've earned most of my meals sailing on the accord Our republic fought back every English attack As we gathered a fleet sailing under the black But now we are scattered, divided and weak The enemy wedged in our midst No force or no fleet could have torn us apart Like King George's grand clemency Bleed for Queen Anne! Starve for King George! We're trampled and torn in this elephants dance We're taking the rope, for the sake of the code So the free folk of Nassau might still stand a chance Oh I spit on your conditions, in fact I think I'll pass Them terms won't do to wipe the shit out of me Irish ass I'd rather die a free man, than live my life a slave You take that bloody pardon, and you plant it on my grave We are born of the salt, we are children of the sea We don't bend our knees to no king or country So we hoist the Jolly Roger, the colours of the free We are born of the salt, we are children of the sea We don't bend our knees to no king or country So we hoist the Jolly Roger, the colours of the free And if we hit the gallows, that's the way that it must be We are born of the salt, we are children of the sea We don't bend our knees to no king or country So we hoist the Jolly Roger, the colours of the free And if we hit the gallows, that's the way that it must be We'll not bleed for Queen Anne! Starve for King George! We're trampled and torn in this elephants dance We're taking the rope, for the sake of the code So the free folk of Nassau might still stand a chance Starve for King George! We're trampled and torn in this elephants dance We're taking the rope, for the sake of the code So the free folk of Nassau might still stand a chance
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