We fly black sails
and its the hangman's noose we face
but today we live
free as the wind our sails embrace
we keep an ever eye on the horizon
because we surely know
that given the chance the king and his men
would love to cut our throats

The sea is our brother
and he's guiding us home
but like all brothers
hes playing dirty tricks on us
and under his weight
the waves come crashing down on us

You and Me will sail the sea
getting rich and living free
come on now all you wild and loud
live the life how life should be

The Kings men would love
to see us drowning under them
so there coming after us but we've got
wind in our sails and our black salted hearts
so haul in that mast and get back to work
unless you want to start
a living in the ocean floor

The sea is our brother
and he's guiding us home
but like all brothers
hes playing dirty tricks on us
and under his weight
the waves come crashing down on us

You and Me will sail the sea
getting rich and living free
come on now all you wild and loud
live the life how life should be

way haul away, we'll haul away Joe, Timmy!!!
way haul away, we'll haul away Joe, Timmy!!!