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  • Текст песни Roger McGuinn - Jolly Roger

    Исполнитель: Roger McGuinn
    Название песни: Jolly Roger
    Дата добавления: 14.06.2016 | 02:38:10
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    The sun came up on the Spanish sea
    Our homeland far behind us
    Being junted by the King's Navy
    It's sure he'd never find us
    Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose
    And hoist the Jolly Roger

    We brought her into the looward wind
    And made for the Caribbean
    For thoughts of what it might have been
    Destroys a human bein'

    But thoughts about the Spaniards' gold
    And learnin' to desire it
    Can make a man so brash and bold
    He'll soon become a pirate
    Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose
    And hoist the Jolly Roger

    Now a gleam came into the Captain's eyes
    As he spied an English clipper
    "She looks the perfect shape and size
    Let's all aboard and strip her"

    We fired a shot across her bow
    And eased ourselves beside her
    With our keels as close as she'd allow
    We swung from the deck to ride her
    Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose
    And hoist the Jolly Roger

    Up she stumbles and starts to pitch
    And signals for assistance
    We tightened our hold another hitch
    And ended her resistance

    Now there's many a day on the Spanish sea
    I served aboard that raider
    But we never did nothing more beautifully
    Than the way that we belayed her
    Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose
    And hoist the Jolly Roger

    Her hold was hot as St.Elmo's fire
    Her chests were filled with treasure
    We took as much as we'd require
    Then took more for our pleasure

    Now there's many a day on the Spanish Main
    But none I hold so dear
    As the happy day I first became
    A scurvy buccaneer
    Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose
    And hoist the Jolly Roger
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