Buccaneers  Inn  -  Battlelore

  Numenorean  corsairs

    Your  sons  have  stepped  ashore

    From  the  battle  and  storms

    With  northern  fleets

    Great  treasure  they  fought

  From  the  shores  of  Gondor

    Drove  their  men  into  the  sea

    It＇s  time  for  the  feast

    To  the  habour  of  Umbar

    Like  a  wind  we  sail

    Your  pitful  slaves  now  row

  Tonight  we  will  celebrate

    Open  your  barrels

    Bring  me  your  finest  wine

    Where  are  the  women?

    Your  heroes  have  arrived

    No  sleep  tonight  my  friends

  It＇s  time  for  the  pleasures

    Because  it  is  soon  another  day

  And  our  ship  leaves  again

    Fill  my  mug,  I  just  want  to  forget

    All  the  troubles  and  fighting

    And  the  ghosts  in  my  head

    Dancing  and  drinking

    In  Buccaneers  Inn

    And  later  tonight  it＇s  time  for  sin

    No  need  to  worry  the  future

    Let＇s  live  the  moment

    It＇s  our  time  we  are  not  going  to  waste  it

  The  morning  seems  like  torment

    To  the  habour  of  Umbar

    Like  a  wind  we  sail

    Your  pitiful  slaves  now  row

  Tonight  we  will  celebrate

    To  the  habour  of  Umbar

    Like  a  wind  we  sail

    Your  pitiful  slaves  now  row

  Tonight  we  will  celebrate