Elephants’ Dance Ye Banished Privateers

We have served many years under royal decree
Crossed the ocean so vast to the new colonies
We've starvation endured, eaten rations of mold
And we slaughtered our friends for a minimum sold

Been discarded like trash for a treaty with Spain
No work for us sailors till war comes again
In the ruins of Nassau, we gathered our strength
And founded a future and home for our friends

But here we are at gallow's point
In Woodes Rogers' ruse we've been caught
To pardon accept and get back in the fold
Or be fed to the crows in a noose

Bleed for Queen Anne! Starve for King George!
We're trampled and torn in this elephants dance
We're taking the rope, for the sake of the code
So the free folk of Nassau might still stand a chance

Oh we had a good run, with a cutlass and gun
I've earned most of my meals sailing on the accord
Our republic fought back every English attack
As we gathered a fleet sailing under the black

But now we are scattered, divided and weak
The enemy wedged in our midst
No force or no fleet could have torn us apart
Like King George's grand clemency