Synn Unsworth - Shore Leave Lyrics

Word has come forth
Of a shipment of gold
The best tasting rum
Or so I'm told
To the crusty old tavern
Is where we must go
None there are innocent
It's time to heave-ho
So gather your tankards
And fill them with ale
Tomorrow we leave port
It's time to set sail
Well I be drinking all the rum
Step off the ship and have some fun
All ye maidens who be fair
This is a warning to beware
When we come sailing into port
Now our supplies have run so short
We'll restock our empty hold
Make our passed rude and bold
We don't have time to stop and stare
Or nicely court the maidens fair
We pay our coin to soiled doves
We don't pay heed to gifts of love
We had our whores
And supped our ale
But now its time to make our sail
We'll head back out on evening tide
My crew of men right by my side
Our sights are set on riches afloat
We'll fight and take that puny boat
We'll fill our ships with goods galore
Before we seek a distant shore
Our pirate flag instils some fear
As we reef our sails and draw up near
We take your booty n sail away
To live and fight another day