We Are Ye Banished Privateers

In a filthy old tavern in the port of Belfast There sat a drunken laddie, he was tall as a scooner's mast He said "My name is Charles and I am your king An' my royal arse on your ship you shall bring!" Well I said "You sure can swagger, but a king you are not" And if I had that fucker here, I'd sure have him shot! "But I need one more swabber, and we're leavin' tonight And you'll find the pay is good, can you sail, can you fight." We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer But Charlie was a weak one, a real worthless prick He threw up all the time 'cause the salt made 'em sick And when we were plundering a rich merchant ship He ran into hiding, trembling his lip But sea legs can grow on the weakest of lads It turned out some talent in fencing I had Once I grew fond of the pirate charade I'd be the first to dive into the fray We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer We roamed all over the seven seas We plundered wherever there riches may be From ye coast of Tortuga to ye shores of Cape Horn We looted n' pillaged both poor and well born For each passing year an' each bottle of rum Had Charlie a more vicious pirate become One with the laddies so fearful and great He advanced to the rank of first mate We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer But each thing so good, must come to an end And Charlie a letter from England was sent It turned that rascal was truly our king He returned from his exile during the spring I gave them my blessing to rove n' I said "a yearly wager in gold you'll be paid But back home to England you cannot return For you are the scum of the Earth I have learned!" We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer We are Ye Banished Privateers We are King Charlie's rovers, we're sailors besmeared We are Ye Banished Privateers We'll be hanged by the neck if near England we steer!