Swords to Plowshares Songtext
von Ye Banished Privateers

For Margate ale and show of hands you lot king George denied
And wherever brethren roam I sure could sail you
But it′s time to lose you hanger, it's time to lose your pride
See what we built here ain′t no Libertalia

Cause where I've been, no sheppard has lead us with his lights
And the fire down below's no Saturnalia
And any bloody captain can strip you of your rights
And leave you dancing from the yardarm let me tell you


Swords to plowshares and back to swords again
I′ll mend them sails for Long Ben or Hannover
The walls of Troy lies shattered they′ll build them up and then
They have us tear them down my friend again all over

See dying bold afore the black be not my plight of choice
So salt away and yer luck with Woodes Rogers
Pick up the good kings pardon me bully bully boys
When the morning rise this be no place for robbers

O the drudge we will be ill used time and time again
Under changing names and flags and bloody nation
And every time we find a crack we'll bend there til it sprains
But if they call you out just slip back to your station


Swords to plowshares and back to swords again
I′ll mend them sails for Long Ben or Hannover
The walls of Troy lies shattered they'll build them up and then
They have us tear them down my friend again all over