Pirate Yells (Jay Livingston & Ray Evans, altered lyrics by Christopher Dallion)
Polished peg legs, gleaming flintlocks
Dressed in pillaging style
In the air, there’s a feeling of Christmas
Pirates laughing, rum they’re passing
Grabbing whores all the while
And from ev’ry loud dock pub you’ll hear…
Pirate yells, pirate yells
It’s Christmas time on the high seas
Plundering, killing things
Soon it will be Christmas day
Singing all night, starting fist fights
Drinking flagons of mead
‘Til the pirates steal off with their treasures
Hear the boots stomp, see the whores romp
It’s a piracy dream
And above all this bustle, you’ll hear…
Pirate yells, pirate yells
It’s Christmas time on the high seas
Plundering, killing things
Soon it will be Christmas day
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