Chords for Ray Stevens - "The Pirate Song" (Music Video)

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_ _ _ 16 men on a [Dm] dead man's chest, [E] yo ho ho and a [Am] bottle of rum.
Avast there, mate!
You're sailing with Long John, Blackbeard, Pegleg, Hatcheye, Hook,
Scourge of the bound in Maine, _ bloodthirstiest, black-heartedest pirate captain ever sailed
the seven seas!
Ha ha ha!
What [F] say ye?
We [Am] hoist the Jolly Roger, heel over the yonder
Spanish galleon, lay up ye broad sides against our timbers, swing over on these here lanyards
with our cutlasses and our teeth, cut them to ribbons and split the booty!
What say ye
to that, ye hardies, eh?
Ha ha ha!
I don't like it.
You don't like it?
I don't like it
and I don't want to do it.
It's tacky.
Tacky-packy.
And don't look at me that way.
Well, if you
don't like [A] it, what do [G] you want?
I [C] want to sing and dance, I want to sing [F] and dance,
I [C] want to be a pirate [G] in a pirate's old princess, wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight
shiny pants.
I want to sing [C] and [E] dance.
_ [Am] You want to sing and dance, eh?
And you don't
like plundering, eh?
Well, shiver me timbers, how about treasuring, eh?
_ [F] Rubies, emeralds
and [Am] pearls, gold [F] doubloons and British [Am] sovets, silver tallises encrusted with diamonds [F] and
jewels, [Am] necklaces and bracelets of every shape and size, fit for the crown heads of Europe,
eh?
And all buried in a pirate's chest and [E] I just [Am] happened to know where.
How about that, _
_ _ you want to sing and dance, eh?
I don't like it.
You don't like [F] it?
I don't like [Am] it and
I don't want it.
You don't want it?
And I won't do [F] it, I'm an [Am] artiste.
An artiste.
Well,
Mr.
Artiste, what do you want?
I [C] want to sing [F] and dance, I [C] want to sing [F] and dance, I [C] want
to be a pirate [G] in a pirate's old princess, wear me silver buckle slippers and me tight
shiny pants, I want to sing [C] and [E] dance.
[Am] No, listen here, this ain't no Lotian Gilbert
and Sullivan show, you know, for some little flitting tinker bell, this here be a black [A]-hearted
pirate ship and I would have you keel [E]-hauled if you weren't me own flesh and bloody [F] little
twit.
So [Am] you don't like plundering, eh?
I don't like it.
And you don't want no treasuring,
eh?
I don't want it.
And you probably don't want no grogging and reveling and winching
and rummaging, I suppose.
Well, deep down, you want to know the truth?
It's not me.
I
don't want it.
Well, what do you want it if I didn't already bleeding know?
I want to
sing and dance.
I know, I know, and wear your tight little shiny pants.
Huh.
Okay, we'll
all sing and dance.
I said we'll all sing and dance.
Well, you wore the blank.
One,
two, [C] three.
I want to sing [G] and dance.
I [C] want to sing [F] and dance.
I [C] want to be a pirate [G] in
a pirate's shopping chest.
I like it, I like it.
Well, I kind of like it me own self.
I
kind of thought you would.
I want to sing [C] and [F] dance.
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[F] _ _ _ _ [Am] Sixteen men on a dead man's [E] chest,
yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of [Am] rum.
I don't like rum.
You don't like rum?
Well, no, actually.
Well, I might like a little Perrier.
A little Perrier?
With a lime in it.
A lime in it?
He wants a lime in it.
Well, do you have any escargot?
Escar-what?
[Am] What's the soup today?
[F] Soup?
I have a bit of a salad, too.
Well, how about a bleeding finger bone?
And maybe
a croissant.
Is that right?
Croissant?
Those French make everything so hard.
Why didn't
you call it a bun? _ _
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