The Pirate Christmas Song (Mel Tormé & Bob Wells, altered lyrics by Craig Lutke)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Along with those that we oppose
Pirates bellow thinking they're in a choir
And folks dress up like Jack Sparrows
Everyone has beef jerky hidden in their clothes
To help to get the seasoning right
Feed it to sailors nestled in bunks below
And no one will get their sleep tonight
We think that Santa's on his way
Loaded with booty to bring to pirates gay
And if he flies his sleigh on by
You'll find out if pirates really cry
And so although we'll club and leave you in a daze
And take your treasures great and few
You wake up on deck and see sails being raised
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
You're part of the crew
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