Acoustic sounds of an old piratey nature, like a good ol' fashioned folk song the condemned and drunken scoundrels of the golden age of the sea would sing while awaiting the gallows.
acoustic
folk
crap
bad
pistol
molly
pants
pirate
theme
skull
shanty
crossbone
cutlass
Story behind the song
Written many moons ago and forgotten about until good fortune made us stumble 'pon it once more.
Lyrics
'Tween the drop and the snap but one tear did roll
I very much doubt it was shed for this soul
But for the delay of the merchant brigade
If they got me last time many lives would be saved.
I turned my back 'pon the fyfe and the drum
For I was seduced by Antiguan rum
And the harlots in scarlet I could now afford
If I live by the cutlass I’ll die by the sword.
So I'll swing for me crimes, I will swing for me crimes
No body of sorrow at the end of this line
And the heart shall not punish what God ne'er forgave
So I'll swing for me crimes, I will swing for me crimes.
Carried on the wind, a mother's lament
As I face the gallows unrepentant
No last regrets for I'll die as I lived
With the sun on my back and a curse on my lips.
No stranger to ruin, an acquaintance of loss
Cheer me or fear me as I stand on the dock
To hell's great dominion, shackled and bound
As I’ll dance in the air for a pitiless crowd.
So I'll swing for me crimes, I will swing for me crimes
No body of sorrow at the end of this line
And the heart shall not punish what God ne'er forgave
So I'll swing for me crimes, I will swing for me crimes".