Revenge
© 2006 Andrew Heinrich (Mateo de Montero de Madrid)

CHORUS
How many guns you got boys?
How many men you have?
And how many gods to pray to
When Revenge be close at hand?

Revenge is an English galleon
She's sleek and fast at sea
No lumb'ring Spanish vessel
Can match her should she flee

But flight is not an option
With this captain at the wheel
The ladies of main will curse the name
Of Revenge and her captain's steel

CHORUS

One night while sitting dockside
She was set on in the dark
Tall men with sword and pistols
They tried to make their mark

But her captain leapt upon them
Sword and dagger at his side
There were two that fled, the rest were dead
When the sun came o'er the tide

CHORUS

Here's a health to the ship Revenge, boys
And one to the Gryphon throne
Here's a health to her deadly Captain
May his foemen shake and groan

It's westward now he's set the sail
And westward go ashore
Lock your daughters up tight or prepare to fight
Or they'll be shouting on the morn'

CHORUS (x2)