The howling winds rustle the loneliest tides,Humming the tunes, as the sea drifts,
Our holsters aligned, with no more sorrow,As the day we revealed again.
The seven seas we've crossed, but we've only just begun,The black flag we fly; a symbol of us all,The golden age has come, and they'll kneel before the gun,
As we sail into the dawn,As we sail into the dawn.
At the Cuban coast we hoped, and we searched,For the gold that lies in the stone,
And anyone that stands in our way will be sent to hell,As the day we controlled again.
The seven seas we've crossed, but we've only just begun,The black flag we fly; a symbol of us all,The golden age has come, and they'll kneel before the gun,
As we sail into the dawn,As we sail into the dawn.
Ah-ah-ah,
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,
Ah-ah-ah-ah,Ah.
The seven seas we've crossed, but we've only just begun,The black flag we fly; a symbol of us all,The golden age has come, and they'll kneel before the gun,
As we sail into the dawn,As we sail into the dawn.
The seven seas we've crossed, but we've only just begun,The black flag we fly; a symbol of us all,The golden age has come, and they'll kneel before the gun,
As we sail into the dawn,As we sail into the dawn.