The last pirate
Never another came after
He gave up the chains
and the stinging sun's heat
He sailed away for ten years and a day
To the land where the liver birds squawk
Is it my life, my own
I need to see the seed of change be sown
I must escape the prison island
And go for a long walk
Do I have the courage to make the leap
And swing from the rigging
From this onto another ship
Can I change ships
Should I change mid stream
My prison island is not your island
You are free not like me
The sun is salt licked like the sea
And I tasted freedom's bitter seed
Would I rather die a rock in sand
Or like the wind escape the land
And blow free of the misery within
This my prison island
Now we've mutinied and have escaped
The clutches of the laws red tape
And moral codes and wrath of grape
Let the chips fall where they may
I've lived too long in chains today
There's only home I'm going to stay
Whether alive or dead I cannot say
It's the way of the prison island
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