Tales From - Act II: Brownbeard's Revenge

Seven years I did my time; waited on that island
Now a ship approaches; it's my turn to rise
I bought the crew off with the gold that I found on those shores
And of the captain, nothing remained, save for his corpse
A plot for revenge always in the front of my mind
I must consume his brown eye
(All in favor shout AYE)

I set sail on the seven seas braving unknown dangers for untold weeks
All for one old captain who once threw me overboard his ship for thievery

Little did he know that I had never forgotten
That I had survived the waves by planning my revenge
I see his ship up ahead; his end is nigh
I will be dining on that booty tonight

Tonight, tonight, oh we will be
Dining on that booty
And after Brownbeard gets his fill
We'll blow you down to sea

Written by:
Frank Johnson

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