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[Occhidiangela]

"ho ho and a bottle of rum!"

Did I complete the password correctly? If you have no rum, I'll take a Guinness.

Speakin of Yo Ho Ho And A Bottle of Rum . . .

The Derelict
(Fifteen Men on Dead Man's Chest)
Note: This song was written in 1901 for a Musical based on the book Treasure Island. It is based on a few verses presented in the book. As R.L. Stevenson did a considerable amount of research on pirates, it is possible that some of the verses that appeared in his book are genuine and period..


Fifteen men on a dead man's chest,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the Devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike,
The bosun brained with a marlinespike,
And Cooky's throat was marked belike:
It had been gripped by fingers ten,
And there they lay, all good dead men,
like break of day in a boozin' den,

Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!

Fifteen men of the whole ship's list,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dean and bedamned, and the rest gone with,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

The Captain lay with his knob in gore,
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shorn,
The scullion, he'd been stabbed times four,
And there they lay, and soggy skies,
Dripped all day long into upstaring eyes,
At murk sunset and at foul sunrise,

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men all stiff and stark,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

'Twas a cutlass swipe, or an ounce of lead,
Or a yawning hole in a battered head,
And the scuppers glut with rotting red,
And there they lay, oh damn me eyes,
All lookouts clapped on Paradise,
All souls gone just contrariwise,

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men, all good and true,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Every man-jack could've sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

There was chest on chest full of Spanish Gold,
With a ton of plate in the middle hold,
And the Cabins a riot of loot untold
And they lay there that had took the plumb,
With Sightless glare and their lips struck dumb,
While we shared all by the rule of thumb.

Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!

More was seen through the Stern Light screen,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!
Charting no doubt where a woman had been,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!

A flimsy shift on a bunker cot ,
With a thin dirk slot in the bosom spot,
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot,
Or was she wench, some shuddering maid,
That dared the knife and took the blade,
BY GOD! She was stuck for a plucky jade,

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Fifteen men on a dead mans chest,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!

We wrapped then all in a mainsail tight,
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight,
And we heaved them over and out of site,
With a "Yo heave ho!" and a "Fare thee well!"
And a sudden plunge in a sullen swell,
10 fathoms deep on the road to hell,

Yo ho ho and a bottle of Rum!