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Bones
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Bones est sorti le 11 novembre 2023 par Sail North dans le cadre de l'album Bones - Single
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Date de sortie11 novembre 2023
LabelSail North
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM89

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Sail North
Sail North
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Garon Brett
Garon Brett
Paroles/Composition
Sail North
Sail North
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Garon Brett
Garon Brett
Production

Paroles

Fee-fi-fo-fum
I smell the, the bones of a English man
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum
Heave-high-ho-hum
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
Salt on my tongue from the spray of the sea
Drunk on the sun beatin' down on me
Bound for a treasure that's never been seen
Where dead men lay their bones
Blood on my hands from the pull of the rope
No wind in our sails, so we have to row
And it's heave-ho or to the locker you'll go
Where dead men lay their bones
Where dead men lay their bones
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum
Heave-high-ho-hum
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
Shapes in the shadows wanna swallow us whole
The roar of the Kraken tries to pull us below
So it's heave-ho or to the locker we'll go
Where dead men lay their bones
Captain Jack throws another one back
He finishes a bottle while we're breakin' our backs
So it's, "Aye, Cap!" until we give him the sack
Where dead men lay their bones
(Eh) what do we do with a drunken sailor?
Don't have a longboat or a rusty razor
Toss him in the drink and watch him sink
Where dead men lay their bones
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum
Heave-high-ho-hum
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
Weigh, hey, and up he rises (weigh, hey, and up he rises)
Weigh, hey, and up he rises (weigh, hey, and up he rises)
Weigh, hey, and up he rises (weigh, hey, and up he rises)
Weigh, hey, and up he'll stay where dead men hang their bones
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum
Heave-high-ho-hum
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun
No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum
(Ah) hoist the Jolly Roger!
Written by: Garon Brett, The Captain
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