It was on a misty moonlit night
Capt Bess stood in the cold
Her hands were gripped iron tight
On the snow covered threshold
The door opened with unforced ease
Bringing the smell from within
It wafted and met with the cold air breeze
Powder whisky and gin
Thigh length boots crunched on the snow
As Bess entered the inn
Easing inside, delicate slow
So not to disturb those within
Her long black locks were like coils
Draped over her sensual face
A gloved hand was charged with a foil
In the other a pistol of grace
So Bess came to seek the one
The traitor in her crew
Who sold her plan for a gold doubloon
Her brother dead, debts are due
She glided across the room
And looked him in the eye
A silence fell like muffled boom
She said prepare to die
The sailor lunged with his daggered fist
Her foil pinned him to the chair
There was no way now he could resist
She shot him then and there
For a shipmates code known is this
All for one, one for all
We tie the knot and sign the list
Together we win or fall
Bess said lets up and away
Back to the ship and the breeze
There’s plunder out there to be took today
So drink up me hearties and leave |  |
