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Hoist the Colours

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The King and his men stole the queen from her bed
And bound her in her bones
The seas be ours and by the powers
Where we will…we’ll roam

Yo, Ho, all hands, hoist the colours high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die
Yo, Ho haul together, hoist the colours high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die

Some men have died and some are alive
And others sail on the sea
With the keys to the cage, and the devil to pay
We lay to Fiddler’s Green!

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The bell has been raised from its watery grave
Do you hear its sepulchral tone?
A Call to all, pay heed the squall
And turn your sail t’wards home!

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