The seawolf

Breck was the seawolf
Used to tell me about his life
Coming from the ocean
With his parrot and a pipe

Oh Brecky boy, oh Brecky boy!

Used to have an old ship
And sung songs about the sea
Together with the pirates
Around a fire with the breeze

Oh Brecky boy, oh Brecky boy!

His life was something more
Than I will ever dream
When I try to sleep I think
About who I'm gonna be

I wanna be a pirate
I know it's just a dream
Pirates were the biggest thieves
I've learned in history

They used to cut the throats
And throw people to the sharks
Just to get the treasure
And hide it somewhere far

Oh Brecky boy, oh Brecky boy!

The captain had a parrot
A bad eye and just one leg
Bragged about his problems
Drinking rum from the keg

He gave orders to the first mate
To the cook and to the crew
No one really liked him
But obeyed because soon

There would be a mounty
When far away from the coast
The captain days were over
On the control of that boat

The crew wanted the map
To the treasure, to the gold
But the only thing they got
Was a handwritten note

It said things about the ocean
About the water and the wind
It said things the will go down
In history