Come Hell or High Water

By Felix L. Perry

With luck tonight we’ll feast down at Privateer’s wharf

Heave hearty me boyos…let’s bring her around

We sail neath the black flag, pirates to a fault

Let’s put this storm behind, ‘cause we’re Halifax bound

Oh...come hell or high water we’ll make Halifax town

Heave hearty me boyos…let’s bring her around

The winds in the rigging, it’s time to go home

We’ll dance with the lassies, when we reach solid ground

Our holds are all filled, with a season’s booty of loot

Heave hearty me boyos…let’s bring her around

We pillaged and plundered on the Island’s fair seas

But the snap of the mainmast, was a frightening sound

It was off Sable Island, just a wee jag from home

Heave hearty me boyos, it’s to the devil we’re bound

We’ll never again dance with the ladies of old Halifax town

‘tis to a watery grave when off of Sable we drowned

Heave hearty me boyos…lets bring her around

Heave hearty me boyos…let’s bring her around