Tortuga Bay

Verse 1
Blood on the gunwale, salt in the tea,
That’s the way of the Caribbean Sea.
Tear the rag and bend the pine,
Cross the mark and toe the line.
We’re bound for the reef where the vultures fly,
To Tortuga Bay, under a bruised-purple sky!
Chorus
Tie the knot and heave the weight,
We’re knocking loud at the Devil’s gate.
Burn the log and steer by the grey,
We’re clawing our way to Tortuga Bay.
One more pull! One more mile!
The hangman’s waiting with a smile!
Verse 2
Toss the ledger and the compass overboard,
We’ve lived by the die and we’ve lived by the sword.
There’s a price on our heads from the Cape to the Keys,
So we’ll rot in the sand or we’ll rot in the seas.
Just give us the harbor and a bottle of rye,
And we’ll mock every gallows that scrapes at the sky!
Chorus
Tie the knot and heave the weight,
We’re knocking loud at the Devil’s gate.
Burn the log and steer by the grey,
We’re clawing our way to Tortuga Bay.
One more pull! One more mile!
The hangman’s waiting with a smile!
Verse 3
One more heave for the sake of the crew,
For the things we’ve done and the things we’ll do.
The horizon is gone and the stars are all blind,
Leaving the world and the law far behind.
We’re home in the hollow, we’re home in the grey,
On the jagged black teeth of Tortuga Bay!
Chorus
Tie the knot and heave the weight,
We’re knocking loud at the Devil’s gate.
Burn the log and steer by the grey,
We’re clawing our way to Tortuga Bay.
One more pull! One more mile!
The hangman’s waiting with a smile!
Outro
Heave... away.
Heave... away.
Let the anchor bite the clay.
The hangman’s waiting with a smile...
Just one more mile away

Ominous a cappella, rattling chains, deep bass echoes, haunting group chant, rhythmic wood thumps, dark minor key