The Warning Lyrics

Jolly Rogers The Warning

It was just another day of drink in this salty, sea-
side bar
The rafters creaked like broken masts that had seen
their final gale
Old sailors at their drinks hung like torn rigging from
the spar
Where once saltwater ran their veins, now there's
naught but rum and ale.

And in a darkened corner lit by oily candle light
The Young Man sat with the Last Pirate around their
mugs of swill
The Pirate smiled his toothless grin, a drunken haggard
sight
“You don't want to be a pirate, lad, your soul can't
pay the bill.'

“You'll wash the decks with your blood, me boy, Davey
Jones will know your name
You'll freeze, you'll starve, you'll burn with thirst,
you'll have no home or love
Only fight and flight will be your life, it's a
pointless, dirty game
If the gold you seek don't drag you down, you'll hang
from up above.

Pressed into service by the Crown, ‘neath the lash I
earned my wage
We tasted the Captain's cruelty, his life I vowed to
claim
I slipped my dagger ‘tween his ribs and the crew
unleashed their rage
I raised the flag, black as night, and all men feared
my name.

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I slaughtered my way across the seas, I laughed in the
face of God
Innocent blood was the Devil's due, a bargain made for
greed.
And in the holds of our taken ships, I stood and stared
in awe,
As I cracked their keels in my hands, it was gold that
they would bleed.

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I never knew the softened touch of a woman who wanted
me
Her eyes would never beckon, her voice would never
console
I'd roll into port and with my coin I'd silence any
plea
I took the women I wanted, and if they wouldn't sell, I
stole.'

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The Pirate's smile widened as a gale knocked on the
door
As the wind blew in, the setting sun it gave a blood-
red tide
In the arms of the wind the Young Man stood and was
drawn across the floor
And down to the sea he danced, with adventure in his
mind

The wind swirled ‘round the room, and as it blew back
out to sea
The Old Man's eyes held the flame as the candle light
went dark
Now there's one to carry on His vile and hateful deeds
Old Scratch just laughed as he faded away, for another
bore his mark.

“You'll wash the decks with your blood, me boy, and I
will know your name
You'll freeze, you'll starve, you'll burn in Hell,
you'll have no home or love
Only fight and flight will be your life, it's a
pointless sinner's game
And I'll be there to tie the noose when you hang from
up above.'