And there be danger in the ocean's grizzly veil

And there be danger in the ocean's grizzly veil.
A pair of boots is but what keeps me in my trail.
Towards the vast and blue horizon we set sail.
But there be danger in the ocean's grizzly veil.

A draught of rum and there we stand and drift aboard,
And in our hearts we dream of gold and treasure hoards.
But as we shift our gaze to see what lies beneath,
A wind will whisper: "There be death about the sea."

And so our hopes we quickly gather as we sail,
We drink our rum and soon forget about the gale.
For there be one thing that in life we shall not see:
A pirate giving up on challenging the sea.

And far we go and from afar the land we hail,
For we have faced our deaths and lived to tell the tale:
That there was danger in the ocean's grizzly veil.


 
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