Free wi’ his liquor and free wi’ a maid.
He sailed the seas from Pole to Pole,
An honest captain, as all men knew,
But he drowned in sin his hidden soul
To cheat his Master out of His due.
But the vanquished set him upon his trail
And tracked him over the world and gone,
And year by year he fared to fail,
Yet tracked and hoped by dawn and dawn.
The vanquished got him a pirate keel