Buccaneer

I was sitting in an old school pub my memories and me

A lot of drinks a lot of songs the next round was for free

A man was sitting next to me his hair was long and grey

He'd lost one eye one wodden leg and he had much to say

He smoked a lot of cigarrettes his voice was rough and deep

So many scars upon his face his skin was thick and weak

He was the old buccaneer and he said：My friend come on over lend an ear

He was the old buccaneer my friend come on over lend an ear

He told me stories 'bout his life so many fights and girls

So many kisses so much booze and so much gold and pearls

He looked upon a yellowed map his fingers on a place

He said：This is my gift to you and looked into my face

He was the old buccaneer and he said：My friend come on over lend an ear

He was the old buccaneer my friend come on over lend an ear

So we went on the whole night through we drank from dusk till dawn

As I woke up the sky went blue the grey old man was gone

I lay beside the kitchen door my head was sick and wierd

His words remained inside my mind so cruel beloved and feared

He was the old buccaneer and he said：My friend come on over lend an ear

He was the old buccaneer my friend come on over lend an ear

He was the old buccaneer and he said：My friend come on over lend an ear

He was the old buccaneer my friend come on over lend an ear