Rum

Grounded on the island
Shipwrecked on a shore
I will never see its flag
The sail I’m waiting for
Never gonna leave it
Regain my entire life
My little granny and my wife
My brother and my son
But I still have a bottle of rum
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
Still have a bottle of rum
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
Still have a bottle of rum
Harbor town at 3am
Sitting in a bar
No laughter of the captain’s throat
And also no «Arr Arr!»
I have missed my ship and crew
After being drunk
My confidence is boiling
I must heed my blood!
A time for a pirate
To go out on date
And if we do, we see a lass
How good we’ll find our fate
But every time I do so
She rejects me way too fast
She throws the things, And yells at me!
Ya lurid dirty scum!
But I still have a bottle of rum
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
Still have a bottle of rum
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
La-la-la, La-la-la
Still have a bottle of rum