The Widow's Bane
Текст песни Bonaparte

Old Bonaparte was a funny old fool.
He only stood five feet and had a broken tool
But when he sat on the old bar stool
He could drink ya bully 'neath the table.

Aye boys, ya gotta be hard.
Always pack a blade when you're goin' to the bar.
Fly that flag, let 'em know who you are,
Kiss them ladies when you're able.

It was a balmy night in the south of France.
Louis had the floor, Boney wanted the dance.
We were all outnumbered but we took our chance.
And the town was burnin' by mornin'.

Aye boys, ya gotta be hard.
Always pack a blade when you're goin' to the bar.
Fly that flag, let 'em know who you are,
Kiss them ladies when you're able.

Now if I don't get me grog tonight,
I swear by God there's gonna be a fight.
If I don't kiss them rosy lips,
I swear by God I'm gonna sink this ship.

If we don't make Paris by dawn,
We'll be crowned kings in the noonday sun.
Louis, ya bastard, ya better run
And the rest of the world take warning.

Aye boys, ya gotta be hard.
Always pack a blade when you're goin' to the bar.
Fly that flag, let 'em know who you are,
Kiss them ladies when you're able.