Up with the roger, the vessel is close

Cannons are loaded the weapons prepared

Set up more sails the distance grows

They try to escape, but we shan't care



Calico Jack, I lead you to victory

Calico Jack, We shall win in the end

Calico Jack, You may believe what I foresee



Down with the roger, the vessel's too far

It's time for the red flag, no remorse

Anne and Mary, more rum in my jar

I need more refreshment before we set course



Changing the course now, we must get in touch

Triple afford, he must not escape

Our breath in their neck they feel our grudge

We have to hurry to get them in scrape



Fight



Acrid smell of smoke in the air

White flag's rising, mainmast breaks

Ears go deaf by my brother's blare

Upper deck is taken over



All of a sudden a yelling cry

Ports turn open, what a mess

Desperate fight's, we're on the loose



"John Rackham,

You are charged with murder and piracy of the high seas

In the name of her Majesty you will be taken from this court

And hung, drawn and quartered

What are your last words, accused?"



Calico Jack

"My last words? Ha Ha!!!

Who do you think you are?!

What right have you to judge over my destiny?!

Take your pompous words and stick'em where the sun don't shine



I swear we'll meet again

Bye."