Hey hoe and a bottle of rum
swab the deck
keep her in check
I can see the Spaniards and here they come
let us show no fear
to these anchored souls
and load the canons with burning coals
we will strike them and their skin will sear
we are pirates we are strong
so hoist the colors now
and we will play foul
because we are pirates and this we sing our song
a pirates life for me
a happy life at sea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem