Written long ago by Matt C. and brother Dan. Recorded in this form in 2004, originally released on - "The Native Guerrillas" (2006).
lyrics
Left the land when I was seventeen, to become a man I would never be.
For riches love I did forsake, but how much life can one man take?
Through the ocean seas I sail, directed by the winds exhale.
Fear I strike in others' eyes, open waves I terrorize.
Forever buccaneer, spreading jolly saucy cheer
to my crew and captain, they cannot see
the emptiness inside of me.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
My pipes are clean, and my whistle's wet,
my life's a story that I try to forget.
But I've taken it with a grin, double-sighted eyes and a belly full of gin.
For every belt I take ten more, just like I done a second before.
The constant flow down my neck, softens the blow as I hit the deck.
If you were me you'd be drunk too,
trying to share this gold with the captain and crew.
It's mine, you see, I know just where it is,
but it's the captain's ship, so he says it's his.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Swashbuckler, that's me, forging my own odyssey.
Not aligned with any man, I'll take my chances when I can.
To become the next in line, I'll take this ship and make it mine.
Loyalties I must betray, hearts of men I can persuade
to join the likes of me, crying bloody mutiny.
For the quest of treasure and of gold, I've come to sell my soul.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Bootless scrub in a life of crime,
dreaming of gold with his worthless mind.
Persuasion speaks with fortune's promise,
when gold's involved man's powerless.
All along it's been the same, the rules are mine, I made the game.
The power of god I hold within, make no mistake, I am the captain.
Twenty oceans I've sailed across,
ten-thousand battles and I've never lost.
Run from me, I can forgive, but fire a shot and you won't live.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Aye, aye, aye, aye, hear our lonesome pirates cry.
We're forty thieves into the night, ships we plunder, men we fight.
Matt Carlton - Piano, Vocals, Keys, and Acoustic Guitar
Dan Carlton - Electric Guitar, Vocals, and 12-string Acoustic Guitar
Devin Anderson - Drums
Adam Kerns, Ben Chandler, Justin Helenius, Sam Carlton - Crew Vocals
Raised amongst a family full of fine musicians, Matt endured brutally strict classical piano training, later rebelling to
the point of non-relevance. He now lives in paradise, and loves playing music more than ever!
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