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The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her bones
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die
Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
with the keys to the cage
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green
The bell has been raised
from it's watery grave
Do you hear it's sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her bones
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die
Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
with the keys to the cage
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green
The bell has been raised
from it's watery grave
Do you hear it's sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die
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