| Here's another pirate adaptation. It prints out some better than it looks on screen. We're experimenting! NEW! Updated and Improved (we think) lyrics below! |
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| Some songs are remarkably easy to transform into suitably piratical form. This Scottish tune has been taken up by the Irish and now the Pirates. The original lyrics can be found in our Mel Bay Presents Mallory & McCall's Irish Pub Songbook. Check it out on the web. And listen to The Skeleton Crew Pirate Band perform it at their next lootin', pillagin' and singin' If you have an adaptation of a public domain song you'd like to post here (sheet music and/or lyrics) get in touch. MalloryandMcCall@MalloryandMcCall.com |
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| A NOTE ABOUT SMELLING__ER, THAT'S SPELLING WHISKY/WHISKEY. According to our ancient dictionary, Whiskey is that stuff made in America. Thus our pirate here is singin' of the Irish stuff, most likely poteen (pronounced "pwa-cheen"--home grown) or creatur--"crey-tur"), whisky as "creature." Not grog, (which if often rum and water) yet, as he's on his way out. Whatever, it's sure to be uisce beatha (pronounced, as with most Irish, exactly like it looks: "whiska baha") from which the English word comes. It means, in Irish, "the water of life." |
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| Covers from Levy Sheet Music. See Links, Page 3 |
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| ?PIRATE NANCY WHISKY New Adaptation 2007 Version © M & Mc (Strong Calypso beat) I sail under the jolly roger; I am a rash and a rovin' blade. I take booty on the open ocean, And I follow the sweet, sweet trade. CHORUS: Whisky, whisky, Nancy whisky Whisky, whisky, Nancy O! As I sailed off of Maracaibo Nancy Whisky I chanced to smell. I went ashore, sat down beside her; Soon I found I loved her well. CHORUS: The more I kissed her, the more I loved her; The more I kissed her, the more she smiled. Soon I forgot me ship and my captain, Nancy Whisky had me beguiled. CHORUS: I was long ashore when, just at dawnin', Another drink it was me wish I tried to rise, but I was not able; Nancy’d hooked me like a fish. CHORUS: Then and there I gave up Nancy Whisky, And charted my course from that tropic shore Take warnin' you bullies, you rascals and rovers, Nancy Whisky’s a heartless whore. Or: Love Nancy Whisky–Nevermore! CHORUS: (repeat with fade) |
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