Swashbuckled lyrics

Gather round and listen

As I tell you now this tale

The grim legacy of the pirates three

And how their lives ceased to be

I'll tell ye now of Redrum

The ginger commodore

He got a case of scurvy rot

And then that bastard was no more

This is the tale of Captain Crashride

By his crew, condemned and damned

And as if this wasn't bad enough

They replaced him with a baldy man

Now his soul haunts the sea

Eternally he's doomed to wander

Mayhaps you'll hear his deathly cry

"C'mon son, buy a honda!"

To the end of time we'll sail the seas

With cutlasses in hand

We'll terrorize the land

Though the hands of fate may strike us down

We'll fight till we fall

Swashbucklers til we die

This is the tale of Admiral Nobeard

The fattest pirate in the west

He's never seen his balls before

And he needs a bra to hold his breast

Feared by friend and foe alike

No sword or gun could wound his flesh

But one day he met his fate:

'Twas on a pretzel he choked to death

To the end of time we'll sail the seas

With cutlasses in hand

We'll terrorize the land

Though the hands of fate may strike us down

We'll fight till we fall

Swashbucklers til we die

We'll fight till we fall

Swashbucklers til we die!

• Artist:Alestorm
• Album:Back Through Time (2011)