The Captain\'s Dead

We're sailin' out in foggy, dewy weather pillagin' the west coast Singing out the "Turalurao" But laboring the wicked old sea was always making us row Tired of the "Turalurao" Hunger and no capture from plague we're no more raptured You didn't really treat us well (you didn't really treat us well) So much different stories but came for gold and glories Now we send you back to Hell! You traitors, the Captain's dead, hail! So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail! Way-hey riding on thunder, the world's gonna humble Blessed be the wreck and now we sail The Captain's dead We're sailin' out in foggy, dewy weather pillagin' the west coast Singin' out the "Turalurao" But laboring the wicked old sea was always making us row Tired of the "Turalurao" Abandoned families God only catching disease Now we've got nothing left to lose (now we've got nothing left to lose) The soup is served with rat tag No lumber for a wooden leg Fighting right next to you, it's no use You traitors, the Captain's dead, hail! So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail! Way-hey riding on thunder, the world's gonna humble Blessed be the wreck and now we sail The Captain's dead The Captain's dead Traitors, the Captain's dead, hail! So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail! Way-hey riding on thunder the world's gonna hunger Blessed be the wreck and now we sail The Captain's dead You traitors, the Captain's dead, hail! So long live me now I'm in charge so no wail! Way-hey riding on thunder, the world's gonna humble Blessed be the wreck and now we sail The Captain's dead