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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse]
BmWe're a band of vicious pirates GA-sailin' out to sea When you Dhear our gentle singing You'll be F#sure to turn and flee F#(Oh, this is just ridiculous.)
Bm G F# Bm G F# [Break]
BmCome on, men! We've got to recover that map That Gpirate will be done for, when he F#falls into our trap
[Verse]
BmWe're a club of tuneful rovers We can Gsing in every clef We can Deven hit the high notes It's F#just too bad we're tone deaf
[Chorus]
A Bmpirate I was meant to be GTrim the sails and F#roam the sea
G D F# G D F# [Break]
BmLet's go defeat that evil pirate We Gknow he's sure to lose, 'cause we F#know just where to fire at
[Verse]
BmWe're thieving balladeers. A Ggang of cutthroat mugs. To Dfight us off ye don't need guns Just F#really good ear-plugs
[Chorus]
A Bmpirate i was meant to be GTrim the sails and F#roam the sea
G D F# G D F# [Break]
BmAll right, crew, let's get to work Our voGcation is a thing we love, a F#thing we'd never shirk.
[Verse]
BmWe'll fight you in the harbor. We'll Gbattle you on land. But when Dyou meet singing pirates They'll be F#more than you can stand. F#(Ooooh! That was a good one!) (No, it wasn't.)
Bm G F# Bm G F# [Break]
BmNo time for song! We've got to move The Gbattle will be long, but our F#courage we will prove
[Verse]
We're a Bmpack o' scurvy sea-dogs. Have we Gpity? Not a dram We Dall eat roasted garlic Then sing F#from the diaphragm
[Chorus]
A Bmpirate i was meant to be GTrim the sails and F#roam the sea
G D F# G D F# [Break]
BmLess singing, more sailing. When Gwe defeat our wicked foe, in his F#ship he will be bailing
[Verse]
BmIf ye try ta fight us You will Gget a nasty whackin' If ya Ddisrespect our singin' We will F#feed ya to a kraken!
[Chorus]
A Bmpirate i was meant to be GTrim the sails and F#roam the sea
G D F# G D F# [Break]
BmI'm getting so sick of you guys and your rhyming. We're Gready to set sail, though the F#cannons need a-priming.
[Verse]
We're Bmtroublesome corsairs And we've Gcome to steal your treasures We would Dshoot you on the downbeat But we F#have to rest five measures.
[Chorus]
A Bmpirate i was meant to be GTrim the sails and F#roam the sea
G D F# G D F# [Break]
BmStop! Stop! Stop! The Gbrass is what we'll polish and the F#deck is what we'll mop.
[Verse]
You Bmsay you're nasty pirates, Scheming, Gthieving, bad bushwhackers, From Dwhat I've seen I tell you You're not F#pirates, you're just slackers!
[Chorus]
A Bmpirate i was meant to be GTrim the sails and F#roam the sea
G D F# G D F# [Break]
BmWe'll surely avoid scurvy if we all eat an orange. [Outro] GAnd... Um... G7Well... Err... F#Door hinge? F#7No, no...

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Guess the song's over, then.

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Guess so.

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Okay, back to work. Well gee. I feel a little guilty, now.Bm