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  1. Pirate's Cove

From the recording "Pirate's Cove"

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(A secluded anchorage of various lost treasures)

Lyrics

Hangin' on the hook at Pirates Cove, you shouldn't drink alone that's what I've been told.
And even though the lime has lost it's juice, that's not much of an excuse.
 
She done gone and left me high and dry, I should've seen it comin' with just one eye.
When "he-said-she-said" got a little too loose, it tightened up the noose.
 
Heave-ho, Day-o, sailin' to the end of the world,
Heave-ho, Day-o, me got's to find me girl.
 
Findin' lost treasure is no easy task, you won't find it at the bottom of some worn out flask
Crestin' mountain waves over stormy seas, the will it has to be.
 
Heave-ho, Day-o, sailin' to the end of the world,
Heave-ho, Day-o, me got's to find me girl.
 
Someday soon,...when the sun follows round the moon,
where the sails have drawn me, me soul that haunts me, bellows out this tune.
 
Heave-ho, Day-o, sailin' to the end of the world,
Heave-ho, Day-o, me got's to find me girl.
 
Hangin' on the hook at Pirates Cove, you shouldn't drink alone that's what I've been told.
And even though the lime has lost it's juice, that's not much of an excuse.