Sittin' at the dockside, linin' for fish,
With all idle time that a man could wish
The world goes black with a crack on the head
Wake with an ache and a belly unfed
Take a look around and you wish you were dead
'Cause you're workin' on a slaver
(Chorus)
Singin' "Yo ho, crack your back in two"
As you pull the oar of the galley on
"Yo ho, crack your back in two"
As you row your soul away
Can't wait in the mornin' for the day to end
And the touch of the whip is your only friend
They'll work ya' hard and they'll work ya fast
When you get enough courage to talk at last
Then they'll wrap your entrails around the main mast
When you're workin' on a slaver
(Chorus)
Well, the food they serve ends up at your feet
If you eat ship rats then ya' get more meat!
You raise the oar at the captain's call
And no one claims that it hurts 'em at all
For it's nothin' when compared to a good keel haul
When you're workin' on a slaver
(Chorus)
What do you do with a broken sailor? What do you do with a broken sailor?
What do you do with a broken sailor? Early in the mornin'?
Yo ho and up she rises. Yo ho and up she rises.
Yo ho and up she rises. Early in the mornin'?
Throw him over board and drag him on the anchor! Throw him over board and drag him on the anchor!
Throw him over board and drag him on the anchor! Early in the mornin'.
Yo ho and up she rises. Yo ho and up she rises.
Yo ho and up she rises. Early in the mornin'.
Feed 'em to the sharks 'til the bones is floatin! Feed 'em to the sharks 'til the bones is floatin!
Feed 'em to the sharks 'til the bones is floatin! Early in the mornin'.
Yo ho and up she rises. Yo ho and up she rises.
Yo ho and up she rises. Early in the mornin'.
Hang 'em from the mast as a Jolly Roger! Hang 'em from the mast as a Jolly Roger!
Hang 'em from the mast as a Jolly Roger! Early in the mornin'.
Yo ho and up she rises. Yo ho and up she rises.
Yo ho and up she rises. Early in the mornin'.
What do you do with a broken sailor? What do you do with a broken sailor?
What do you do with a broken sailor? Early in the mornin'?
Yo ho and up she rises. Yo ho and up she rises.
Yo ho and up she rises. Early in the mornin'?
Well, there is no escapin' from the devilish pit
If you talk revolution then your tongue gets split
Ya' can't speak truth and ya' don't dare lie
If ya' make them kill you then you're braver than I
For they think of hellish ways for a man to die
When you're workin' on a slaver
(Chorus)
For booking information contact Craig Lutke at: 214-415-9563 or by e-mail at
Home
Ships List
Nautical News
Press & Promotional
Contact Us
Treasure Island
Pirate Music Box
Pirate Picture Box
Songs of the Sea
Scheduled Voyages
Past Landings
Friendly Ports
Mailing List
Buccaneers Blog
Ibidis Mortem Account
View Shopping Cart
