9/19/08

Avast ye scurvy dogs! It be international “Talk Like a Pirate” day. So raise yer flagon of grog and helps me belt out an old sea shanty round ye old mizzen mast. Ye all knows it, so sing or taste me cutlass! Yarr!

Come all ye young fellows that follows the sea
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
Now pay ye attention and listens to me
Give me some time to blow the man down
I'm a deep water sailor just comes from Hong Kong
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
Ye gives me some whiskey, I'll sings ye a song
Give me some time to blow the man down
When a trim Black Ball Liner’s preparin’ fer sea
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
You’ll split yer sides laughin’, such sights ye will see
Give me some time to blow the man down
There’s tinkers and tailors, shoemakers and all
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
They’re all shipped fer sailors aboards the Black Ball
Give me some time to blow the man down
When a big Black Ball liner’s a-leavin’ her dock
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
The boy and the girls on the pier-head do flock
Give me some time to blow the man down
Now, when the big liner, she’s clear o’ the land
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
Me bosun, John, roars out the word o’ command
Give me some time to blow the man down
“Come quickly, lay aft to the break o’ the poop
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
Or I'll help ye along with the toe o’ me boot!”
Give me some time to blow the man down
Pays attention to orders, ye one and ye all,
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
For see high above ye, there flies the Black Ball
Give me some time to blow the man down
‘Tis larboard and starboard, on deck ye will sprawl
T’me, way hey, blow the man down
For Dimlight the Pirate commands this Black Ball
So give me some time to… blow… the… man… doooooooowwwwwwwwn!

Yarr! Ye all does a cap’n proud. Ales all ‘round fer me scallywags and wenches! Tis a fine crew, a fine crew indeed. Yarr! Now, let’s weigh anchor and set sail! There be booty to plunder!