The National Anthem of Provoka (edited version of Tobacco Islands by Flogging Molly)
Chorus smile
All to hell we must sail
For the Shores of sweet Provoka
Where the sugar cane
grows taller than
the god we once believed in
Till Davy Jones comes round
With his shiped crewed by the damned
Now tommorow chimes of ghostly crimes
That haunt Tobacco Island
'Twas 1659 forgotten now for sure
We boarded on the boat Ram
With muskets and our swords
Wickit and his roundheads
Battered all we saw
sails that bring us freedom
loaded full with stolen goods
Darken the horizon
Blackened from the sun
This rotten cage of Bridgetown
Is where I now belong
(Chorus)
Red stains on peg legs
boots with just one soul
The drinking there a plenty
But reasons there are none
we rise the jolly rogers
and board her like fair game
Paid for with ten shillings
Cheap labor never breaks
The silver moon is shinin'
Cools the copper blood
Where the livin' meet the dead
And together dance as one
Chorus
Ah, red rum, will you cleanse this misery?
For it's never again i'll breathe
The air of home
From this sandy edge
The rolling sea breaks my revenge
With each whisper a thousand waves
I hear roar
I'm here at home
Dark is the horizon
Blackened by the sun
This rotten cage of Bridgetown
Is where I now belong
Chorus
As courtesy of Zammap.
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