The [Em]king and his men stole the [Am]queen from her [Em]bed and bound her in her [B7]bones
The seas be ours and by the powers where we will, we'll [Em]roam
[Em]Yo ho, [Am]all [Em]hands, Hoist the colors [B7]high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars never shall we [Em]die.
Now [Em]some have died, And [Am]some are a[Em]live; And others sail on the [B7]sea.
With the [B7]keys to the cage, And the devil to pay, We lay to Fiddler's [Em]Green.
[Em]Yo ho, [Am]haul to[Em]gether, Hoist the colors [B7]high.
[B7]Heave ho, thieves and beggars never shall we [Em]die.
The [Em]bell has been raised From its [Am]watery [Em]grave, hear its sepulchral [B7]tone
A call to all, Pay head the squall And turn your sail to [Em]home!
[Em]Yo ho, [Am]all [Em]hands, Hoist the colors [B7]high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars never shall we [Em]die.
