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The sun comes up on the Spanish sea our homeland far behind us
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Being hunted by the King's Navy it's sure he'd never find us
Dm C G Dm
Pull away me lads O the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
Dm G Dm
We brought her into the looward wind and made for the Caribbean
Dm G A7
For thoughts of what it might have been destroys a human being
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But thoughts about the Spanish gold and learning to desire it
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Can make a man so brash and bold he'll soon become a pirate
Dm C G Dm
Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
Dm G
Now a gleam came into the captain's eyes as he spied an English
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clipper
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She looks the perfect shape and size let's all aboard and strip her
Dm G Dm
We fired a shot across her bow and eased ourselves beside her
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With our keel as close as she'd allow we swung from the deck to ride
her
Dm C G Dm
Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
Dm G Dm
Up she tumbles and starts to pitch and signals for assistance
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We tightened our hold another hitch and ended her resistance
Dm G
Now there's many a day on the Spanish sea I served aboard that
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raider
But we never did nothing more beautifully
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Than the way that we belayed her
Dm C G Dm
Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
Dm G
Her hold was hot as St Elmo's fire her chests were filled with
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treasure
G A7
We took as much as we'd require then took more for our pleasure
Dm
Now there's many a day on the Spanish Main
G Dm
But none I hold so dear
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As the happy day I first became a scurvy buccaneer
Dm C G Dm
Pull away me lads of the Cardif Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger
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