Jolly Roger Songtext
von The Pride of Bedlam

Well, The sun came up on the Spanish sea
Our homeland far behind us
Being hunted by the King′s Navy
It's sure he′d never find us

Pull away, me lads o' the Pride of Bedlam
And hoist the Jolly Roger

Well, We brought her into the lower wind
And made for the Caribbean
For thoughts of what it might have been
Destroys a human bein'

But thoughts about that Spaniards′ gold
And learnin′ to desire it
Can make a man so brash and bold
He'll soon become a pirate, Yarrr!

Pull away, me lads o′ the Pride of Bedlam
And hoist the Jolly Roger


Now a gleam came into the Captain's eyes
As he spied an Spanish clipper
"She looks the perfect shape and size
Let′s all aboard and strip her"

We fired a shot across her bow
And eased ourselves beside her
With our keels as close as she'd Allow
We swung from the deck to ride her, Yarrr!

Pull away, me lads o′ the Pride of Bedlam
And hoist the Jolly Roger

Well, Up she tumbles and starts to pitch
And signals for assistance
We tightened our hold just another hitch
And ended her resistance

There's many a day on the Spanish sea
That I served aboard that raider
But we never did nothing more beautifully
Than the way that we belayed her, Yarrr!

Pull away, me lads o' the Pride of Bedlam
And hoist the Jolly Roger


Well, Her hold was hot as St.Elmo′s fire
Her chests were filled with treasure
We took as much as we′d require
Then took more FOR OUR PLEASURE!

Now there's many a day on the Spanish Main
But none I hold so dear
As the happy day I first became
A scurvy BUCCANEER! YARRR!

Pull away, me lads o′ the Pride of Bedlam
And hoist the Jolly Roger