MODERN PIRATES
We sail Inner Harbor, the Delaware Bay,
the Hudson, the Schuylkill, the tip of Cape May.
Brandishing glasses and tankards galore,
in search of the barleyjuice up on the shore.
And it's toast to the lassies, and drink to the lads,
remember the women and song that we had.
We'll fill up our glasses and empty the kegs,
then had out for more on what's left of our legs.
We'll stagger on in to the pubs and the bars,
foresaking our vessels for domestic cars.
Insulting the strong, and exulting the weak,
‘til were too drunk to fight and too tired to speak.
And it's toast to the lassies, and drink to the lads,
remember the women and song that we had.
We'll fill up our glasses and empty the kegs,
then had out for more on what's left of our legs.
We trade Dublin for Philly, and York for New York
As long as there’s Whiskey we’ll sure take the work.
We won’t bring the muskets, we won’t cause the pain,
But we’re good for some headaches, and tough to clean stains.
And it's toast to the lassies, and drink to the lads,
remember the women and song that we had.
We'll fill up our glasses and empty the kegs,
then had out for more on what's left of our...
...toast to the lassies, and drink to the lads,
remember the women and song that we had.
We'll fill up our glasses and empty the kegs,
then had out for more on what's left of our legs.
J.Parkinson - "Pog Mo Tunes" Publishing 2006
~available on the CD "6 Yanks" by Barleyjuice~
