Tom: Dm Dm G Dm The sun comes up on the Spanish sea our homeland far behind us G A7 Being hunted by the King's Navy it's sure he'd never find us Dm C G Dm Pull away me lads O the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger Dm G Dm We brought her into the looward wind and made for the Caribbean Dm G A7 For thoughts of what it might have been destroys a human being Dm G Dm But thoughts about the Spanish gold and learning to desire it G A7 Can make a man so brash and bold he'll soon become a pirate Dm C G Dm Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger Dm G Now a gleam came into the captain's eyes as he spied an English Dm clipper G A7 She looks the perfect shape and size let's all aboard and strip her Dm G Dm We fired a shot across her bow and eased ourselves beside her G A7 With our keel as close as she'd allow we swung from the deck to ride her Dm C G Dm Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger Dm G Dm Up she tumbles and starts to pitch and signals for assistance G A7 We tightened our hold another hitch and ended her resistance Dm G Now there's many a day on the Spanish sea I served aboard that Dm raider But we never did nothing more beautifully G A7 Than the way that we belayed her Dm C G Dm Pull away me lads of the Cardiff Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger Dm G Her hold was hot as St Elmo's fire her chests were filled with Dm treasure G A7 We took as much as we'd require then took more for our pleasure Dm Now there's many a day on the Spanish Main G Dm But none I hold so dear G A7 As the happy day I first became a scurvy buccaneer Dm C G Dm Pull away me lads of the Cardif Rose and hoist the Jolly Roger