Shiver My Timbers, shiver My Soul Yo Ho Heave Ho There are men whose hearts as black as coal And they sailed their ship across the ocean blue A Blood thirsty captain and a cut throat crew. Its a dark a tale as was ever told Of a lust for treasure and a love of gold... Shiver My Timbers, Shiver my sides Yo ho Heave ho There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides Yo ho Heave ho And those buccaneers drowned there sins in rum, The devil himself would have to call em scum! Every man on board would have killed his mate for a bag of guineas or a piece of eight, a piece of eight, a piece of eight 5 6 7 8 HULA WOKA HULA WOKA SOMETHING NOT RIGHT MANY WICKY ICKY THINGS GONNA HAPPEN TONIGHT HULA WOKA HULA WOKA SAILOR MAN BEWARE When the money in the ground theres murder in the air, Murder in the air. ONE MORE TIME NOW Shiver my timbers, Shiver my bones Yo ho Heave ho There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones Yo ho Heave ho When the main sails set and the course is weighed Theres no turning back from any course thats laid And when greed and felony sail the sea, you can bet your boots therell be treachery HA HA HA YAAAAAA YA YA YA AAAAAAAA YAAAAAAA Shiver my timber, Shiver my sail Dead men tell no tales!
Posted on: Mon, 30 Jun 2014 08:40:09 +0000
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