Pirate Song

I wish I was a pirate ship wreck down in Mexico
 Where the oceans turn to silver and the beaches turn to gold
 I'd make love to some señorita in that town
 Then I'd get on my boat and I'd sail the ocean 'round
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 I wish I was a pirate out there, under my own flag
 Running for no reason and no reason to turn back
 Salt and rum on my tongue, sails tattered and torn
 Laughing in the devil's face, riding out a storm
 Ooh, what are these days?
 Gonna get off of these highways, wake up in some bay
 With sunshine on my face
 St. Christopher on a silver chain
 Say a prayer, sail away
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 Ooh, what are these days?
 Gonna get off of these highways, wake up in some bay
 With sunshine on my face
 St. Christopher on a silver chain
 Say a prayer, sail away
 I wish I was a pirate on some ghost ship in the night
 With nothing but the stars, the moon, and faith to be my guide
 Steady as she goes, with my back to the wind
 Then in a cloud of cannon smoke, I'd disappear again