From the album Caterwauling

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Where do pirates come from?

Lyrics

When I was a young boy I loved the wide sea
I knew from that time that a pirate I'd be
I read all the stories of Morgan and Kidd
The way that they lived and the things that they did
I wanted a name, Captain Blackheart I wished
But all of my shipmates they just call me Tich.

I'm a pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer.
A pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer.

A pirate's no pirate if stuck on the land
He needs his own ship and a shipful of hands
So I went in search of a suitable craft
Money no object on my credit card
I purchased a tub, and it was not too large
'Cause living in land I got a canal barge.

I'm a pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer
A pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer

Being a captain I needed a crew
To do all the things I'm too noble to do
I put a small ad. on the newsagent's door
It cost fifty pee but the answers were poor
A small boy called Jim and an old hag called Meg
Jim had one hand and old Meg just one leg.

I'm a pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer
A pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer

We were well prepared for our maiden foray
We had food and drink for a year and a day
We each had a cutlass to brandish about
The scariest pirates of that we'd no doubt
But when the time came to be sailing away
I had to stay in my mum won't let me play

I'm a pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer
A pirate, a pirate, a true buccaneer
My mum won't let me be a true buccaneer
Well, maybe next year
Maybe next year