steel Buccaneer Song

(hooo, hooo)

The salt in our eyes and the wind in the sails We

hunt for the gold and we laugh at the gales With a

map in the chest

and a cup full of rum We sail to the edge where

the wild waters run

Drink up, me hearties,

the tide is on our side (hey!) Across the black ocean,

we conquer the tide From ports in the east to the bays

in the west A cutlass in hand and a crest on the

chest

The lanterns are dim as the midnight draws near No king on

his throne could inspire our fear We trade in our blood

for the sparkle of stone And leave all our ghosts in the

deep sea alone

Drink up, me hearties,

the tide is on our side (hey!) Across the black ocean,

we conquer the tide From ports in the east to the bays

in the west

A cutlass in hand and a crest on the chest (hooo-ooh-hooo)

We sail... into the black...