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Ye Banished Privateers

Drawn And Quartered

 

Drawn And Quartered

(альбом: A Pirate Stole My Christmas - 2021)


Long gone merrily up high
In hell our fiddler's swinging:
Long gone! Hanging in the sky
His neck in tightrope wringing

Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!
Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!

Short drop choke him for a while
A dancing, dangling pirate
Take him while he's still alive
And cut off his all his privates

Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!
Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!

Paid your heinous aweful crimes
They broke off all your fingers
No more beautiful rhymes
Your Parting song, were singing

Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!
Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!

Buried soon below, below
Our crippled fiddler swungen
Where no flowers ever grow
No priest or people sungen

Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!
Qua a-a-a-artered and drawn be his intestines!

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