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Lyrics - The Ballad of Anne Bonney
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you don't know jackWe think she stole Black Caesar's rig
He kept it in the Keys
She cut away the anchor rode
And flew off in the breeze
With a hundred hearty cutthroats
I know it sounds absurd
She ran the brig to Martinique
Past that we haven't heard

   She'll steal the pennies off your eyes bfore your corpse is cold
   And wear your guts as garters before your shirt's been sold
   But generous to a fault, they say she'd give away her coat
   And if you're caught asleep on watch, she'll slit your bloody throat

The Spanish were full terrified
She'd cleaned off all their decks
And carried off the gold and plate
And left them nervous wrecks
The Brits were aprehensive
For fear she'd come in view
The piratew queen would pick them clean
Before they'd quite hove to

Anne Bonney is a terror
She'll swing you from the yards
Or troll you aft as shark bait
Or slice you into shards
For all that, she's a beauty
And generous with her charms
Vanquished men have 'riz' again
But one night in her arms

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