Jenning´s Revenge 歌词

1714 that was the year The Spanish fleet ran out of luck The weather was stormy The sea was lashing, furious Lightning and thunderstruck Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' The 'Flotilla' was driven Down to the reefs The wooden hulls of the vessels Were cracked 300 000 'pieces of eight' The fleet of that year Was totally wrecked Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' The viceroy commanded To furnish a squad 60 soldiers to dreg up the plate Fool all their salvage To a small camp ashore Lack of suspicion No thought of a raid Jennings came up With a hazardous plan The Spanish garrison Was taken by guise Three sailing vessels Three hundred men 300 000 their glittering prize Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The Spanish plate hauled off by raid Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Jennings' trick a painful kick During their escape They happened to spy A gorgeous Spanish merchant ship 'In for a penny, in for a pound' They got them in their steely grip And several thousand 'Pieces of eight' To fill their ships up to the deck Jennings' fleet sailed out to sea No one ever found his track Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The Spanish plate hauled off by raid Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Jennings' trick a painful kick Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Impudent tries will win the prize Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh No soldier pack will find his track