There's a wench that's called Miss Goody,
and she has that "Special Look..".
Our dearest Capt'n, brave and true,
his honor to us pledged,
agreed to bed Miss Goody,
to save our worthless heads.
This darling of the seven seas,
may even save the world...
but, in his quest he just might fail,
and lose his earthly pale..
If this the case, you motley crew,
we must fulfull his plea...
And bury him for England,
and in his blessed sea...
So, empty all your pockets,
and give to me your geld..
I'll put it twixt my comely breasts,
and in safety t'will be held..
I'll put it twixt my comely breasts,
and in safety t'will be held..
Ah! My little pirate wench
By your Capt'n you’ve been schooled
You can lie with the best of them
I think you have them fooled
But fooling them and fooling me
Is not what you can count upon
There will have to be some auditing
Of your little private Freeperthon
Holding all between your comely breasts
It is indeed a clever trick
But when we come to collect it all
How much of it will stick
Or slide down to another place
Where 'twill ne'er see light of day
How much of these generous donations
To your Capt'n pocket will find their way
But you Capt;n has been around the world
And does not pay you much
He saw a picture of a Pontoon boat
How can you afford such
For these things are not cheap
Indeed they cost a bunch
Where you got the money
I think I have a hunch.
So now my companion in crime
I do not want to be contrary
But show me where the money is
And sing like a canary.