A bottle in front of me, when out to sea
Not even the wrath of the storm discourages me
We'll fight and loot and plunder and pillage and sing
And it started with just a bottle in front of me

One bottle away, pull into the Bay
Oh it's going to be a glorious day. HEY BOYS
They'll wonder what hit when we finally pull away
And all with only one bottle away

Two bottles down, you'll hear the sound
Of raucous laughter on the deck and all around
Celebrate the loot and plunder that we found
Me hearties, HEY let's have another round

Three bottle gone, sail into the sun
With our bellies full of lots of glorious rum, Hey boys
We'll think about the battle yet to come
And crack open our forth bottle of rum

Four bottles go by, we start to cry
Oh how we miss our families through the night
But we know they'll stretch our necks if we're in sight
Reality hits when four bottle go by

Some people say, we drink to much
A pirate crew is just a bunch of drunks
It's the price we pay if we want to be free
And it started with just a bottle in front of me.