Shiver me timbers, shiver me soul
There are men who's hearts are as black as coal
And they sailed their ship 'cross the ocean blue
A bloodthirsty captain and a cutthroat crew
It's a darker tale as was ever told
Of a lust for treasure and a love of gold
Shiver me timbers, shiver me sides
There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides
Those bucaneers 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 ginnys or a piece of eight
Shiver me timbers, shiver me soul
There are men who's hearts are as black as coal