Tall Tales

Tall Tales

I’ve never seen the Treasure Fleet
But everyone talks about it
I hear it’s in Havana next week
Though I somehow tend to doubt it

Rumors of treasure maps
Rumors of ships
Tall tales told by
Rum-loosened lips
Stories of gold and jewels
Filling the hold
Tales that get Taller
Every time they get told

I hear tell there’s an English barque
Sailing here by the end of the day
It carries pay for the soldier boys
At least that’s what the rumors say

Rumors of treasure maps
Rumors of ships
Tall tales told by
Rum-loosened lips
Stories of gold and jewels
Filling the hold
Tales that get Taller
Every time they get told

copyright 2006 Donald Paul Harris

A Pirate’s Song

(to the tune of The Happy Wanderer)

I love to go a plundering
Among some rich man’s stash
And as I go I pirate all
His jewelry and cash
Val-der-ee, Val-der-ah
Val-der-ah, Val-der-ah ha ha ha ha ha
Val-der-ee, Val-der-ah
His jewelry and cash

I love to stand upon the deck
And sail upon the sea
And as I go I yo ho ho
A pirate’s life for me

Val-der-ee, Val-der-ah
Val-der-ah, Val-der-ah ha ha ha ha ha
Val-der-ee, Val-der-ah
A pirate’s life for me

When Blackbeard Comes to Town

When Blackbeard comes to town
We hide our wives and daughters
We break out rum and ale
And drink it down like water
When Blackbeard comes to town
He demands the best, so
Don’t be disinclined to
Acquiesce to his request

When Blackbeard comes to town
Go tell your friends and neighbors
His pirates roam around, but
They’re on their best behavior
When Blackbeard comes to town
The tavern throws a party
So lift those goblets high and
Drink some rum and ale, me hearties