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- Tyme Flyes When You're Havin' Rum
No future was there in London for a poor man’s son like me
So I left my home and went to seek my fortune on the sea
I signed aboard a merchant ship bound for the West Indies
And six weeks out we tacked into the winds of pyracy
There were sails on the horizon, and we tried to make a run
And when we saw that black flag, then our runnin’ it was done
And when those pyrates boarded us, they told us one by one