Dead Man's Chest Video (MV)

Well I'm just a poor cabin-boy, Tom is me name
I set out from Old Portsmouth for fortune and fame
But the fame it was fickle; the fortune was false
Now I'm dancing with death in a one-two-three waltz

Cos it's one for the crew who got sick and then died
And two for the bodies tossed over the side
And it's three for the sharks as they swam round the boat
Now I'm wondering 'ow long this old 'ulk stays afloat

So what shall I do with this rotten old wreck
Should I scuttle it now and risk losing me neck
It's a thousand to one I could swim for the shore
Or should I sit tight and risk losing it all
It's so 'ard to decide what to do for the best

Cos it's heave-o, heave-o, heave-o, heave-o
Heave away on the dead man's chest

Well the voyage was doomed 'cause the stars were all wrong
Now I'm left on me own as I sing this 'ere song
I'm adrift on the ocean with no sight of land
'Cause the rudder is broke and no 'elp is at 'and

Now I'm 'ere by meself 'cause they've all upped and gone
I'm the captain, the first mate and crew on me own
And if I should return to Old England again
Never more will I sail on this cursed old main

So what shall I do with this rotten old wreck
Should I scuttle it now and risk losing me neck
It's a thousand to one I could swim for the shore
Or should I sit tight and risk losing it all
It's so 'ard to decide what to do for the best

Cos it's heave-o, heave-o, heave-o, heave-o
Heave away on the dead man's chest
Cos it's heave-o, heave-o, heave-o, heave-o
Heave away on the dead man's chest