A life on the ocean waves… Ta Dah
‘tis better than going to sea…..
Oh! Rock me to sleep on a clothesline .. te dum
And on her breast they laid a dove
To signify she died for love…..
Whistle… whistle..
Wakey Wakey my turtle doves, rise and shine, the mornings fine… somewhere. Show a leg me beauties, Oh! Mo what a hairy leg you have .. oops sorry that’s better…c’mon me hearties. Today we celebrate the birthday of that old Pirate favorite… the one and only, Abdul Abulbul Amir… who gave a shellacking to our Russian friend Ivan Skavinsky Scavar.
Sings... Oh! the streets were all lined with harlots entwined……dum de dum de dum dum…Get that animal out of your hammock palo. We’ve got enough animals in the crew. … His eye bore a leer of desire, dum dum dum
Our good Captain….. known affectionately by some as the old goat. Has decided that on this day of our great hero Abdul, ye shall all learn the ditty my pretties. The music is simple and endless. When we meet up with that yankee gun runner the Capt’n wants ye to all in fine fettle and voice. Chief, do we have to be locked below when we meet the Yankees? Why no, my little canaries, ye have nothing to fear… he he he!, we lock the men below. Now move it !!!
For the wenches: N
The sons of the Prophet are brave men and bold
and quite unaccustomed to fear,
But the bravest by far in the ranks of the shah,
Was Abdul Abulbul Amir.
For our lady pirates and for all those who don’t know the music Put you thumb print on Abdul
Abdul Abulbul Amir and sing it ladies.
IF SEX = “F” GOTO ENDIT
ELSE
PERFORM HAREM-ROUTINE.
GOTO ENDIT.
HAREM-ROUTINE.
The harems of Egypt are fine to behold,
The harlots the fairest of fair,
But the fairest of all was owned by a sheik,
Named Abdul Abulbul Emir.
A day was arranged for the spectacle great,
A holiday proclaimed by the Tsar,
And the streets were all lined with the harlots assigned,
To Ivan Skavinsky Scavar.
For the rest of you offal poke yer marlin spikes below:
Abdul Abulbul Emir two pirate versions
ENDIT. EXIT.