SONS OF THE SALT AND FOAM ( pirate song)

Описание: The anchor’s up, the chains are cast
The heavy iron is in the past
No more the king’s cold, stony walls
Or bowing low in marble halls
The wind is singing through the shroud
And we’re the kings of every cloud
With copper coin and rusted blade
The greatest debt has just been paid.

For we are sons of the salt and foam
The rolling deck is our only home
No crown can claim the restless sea
A pirate’s life is to be truly free!
We’ll chase the sun ‘til the world turns blue
With a gallon of rum and a heart that’s true.

But look away to the eastern line
Where the golden lions start to shine
The Queen’s own banners, silk and red
Are coming for to claim our heads
She sends her wolves in coats of blue
To tell a free man what to do
But she can’t leash the rising tide
Or find the places where we his

For we are sons of the salt and foam
The rolling deck is our only home
No crown can claim the restless sea
A pirate’s life is to be truly free!
We’ll chase the sun ‘til the world turns blue
With a gallon of rum and a heart that’s true.

Load the cannon, prime the spark!
Let the iron bite the dark!
Though she sits upon a golden throne
She’ll never call these waves her own!
Let her Navy come, let her cannons roar
We’d rather sink than touch her shore!
(Guitar/Instrumental Solo - Folk Sty
For we are sons of the salt and foam
The rolling deck is our only home
No crown can claim the restless sea
A pirate’s life is to be truly free!
We’ll chase the sun ‘til the world turns blue
With a gallon of rum and a heart that’s true.

To the Queen, we drink a toast of lead
Then leave her wreckage for the dead
Free men we live, free men we fall
The ocean’s mercy takes us all.