The Black Flag’s Due

Absolutely — here’s a rowdy pirate shanty style song, meant to be shouted over crashing waves and stomped boots on deck 🏴‍☠️

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⚓ “The Black Flag’s Due” ⚓

(Verse 1)
Oh the wind cut sharp off the Carolina coast,
Moon like a coin and the tide like a ghost,
We heard her creak through the midnight air,
A shadow with teeth and a captain who stared.

Tar in his beard and fire in his eyes,
Fuses still smoking, death in disguise,
By lantern glow and cannon boom,
The sea held its breath — it knew its doom.

(Chorus)
🎶 Yo ho, strike colors too late!
Black Beard’s come callin’, sealin’ your fate!
Gold in the hold and fear in your crew,
Pray to your gods — he’s takin’ it too! 🎶

(Verse 2)
He laughed like thunder, slow and low,
As grappling hooks bit plank and bow,
No need for blood when terror will do,
Men dropped their swords when the smoke rolled through.

From Spanish galleons to merchant prey,
He stripped ‘em bare and sailed away,
Left ‘em alive with a tale to tell,
Of the devil who rose straight outta hell.

(Chorus)
🎶 Yo ho, strike colors too late!
Black Beard’s come callin’, sealin’ your fate!
Silver and rum, jewels and pay,
He takes what he wants then fades away! 🎶

(Bridge – Call & Response style)
Who rules the tide? — BLACK BEARD!
Who owns the night? — BLACK BEARD!
Whose flag makes kings turn pale with fear? — BLACK BEARD!

(Verse 3)
Fourteen guns and a blackened sail,
A living legend, a whispered tale,
He burned the fuses in his beard bright,
Turned man to myth in the dead of night.

No crown, no throne, just salt and flame,
The sea itself remembers his name,
And every chest that’s ever been due,
Knows the black flag’s comin’ for you.

(Final Chorus – Loud & Stomped)
🎶 Yo ho, strike colors too late!
Black Beard’s come callin’, sealin’ your fate!
From dawn to dusk ‘cross waters blue,
All treasure bends to the black flag’s due! 🎶

(Outro)
So lock your gold and pray for dawn,
But if the black sail’s on the spawn—
Kiss your coin and your courage too,
The sea belongs to Black Beard’s 

rowdy pirate shanty style song, meant to be shouted over crashing waves and stomped boots on deck