Buccaneer

Cresting the wave with an island in sight.

This ain't no race, but I'm expecting my prize.

Adrenaline served with the drop of a sail.

I'll bet my boots, I'll find a place serving ale.

I don't have any plans I'll shoot it right from the hip.

The bartender winks, biting the side of her lip.

Woah

Yeah

They call me the buccaneer

The townfolk sneer as soon as I enter the town.

The authorities sense that shit's about to go down.

Straight to the tavern where my priority lies.

The church give asylum to local daughters and wives.

The bartender winks, biting the side of her lip.

She serves me drink with the crack of a whip.

Woah

Yeah

They call me the buccaneer