The pirate's code's our only law, for now we're pirates all!
A draft of rum to quench our thirst, a raucous pirate song;
Among this wicked, pirate crew, tis right where we belong!
The sea is calm and no winds blow, but terror chills their bones;
For none can save their vessel from the wrath of Davy Jones.
When I was young I wished that I could be a pirate bold;
Who never washed nor went to school, nor did what I was told!
So, raise the Jolly Roger high and heed the battle call;
Come raise your hand and take the oath, for now we're pirates all!