Not just about pirates in the common sense

The navigator fought in so many a war
his body close to broken his bones all so sore
but his heart was still in it so onward he sailed
crying "yo ho yo ho, a pirates life for me"

the crew were burdened their life was the sea
all had seen horror but that what it be
a shadow was cast by the ghostly mariner
who sang "yo ho yo ho, a pirates life for me"

once a great comador, oncea great man
now a skalywag, an outlaw, no fear of the damned
for he was now one of them and no choice or care he had
he cried "yo ho yo ho, a pirates life for me"

yo ho, they sail
yo ho, they kill
yo ho, they're free
yo ho...yo ho

Nowadays you see them they walk amongst us
yet invisable to you, but you are they're prey
you'll never escape them you'll never be free
like the pirates of the ocean, a pirates life for me

you see we're the few who reaize this
who gives us right, who gives it to you
you call yourselves honourable, you call yourselves men
no idea of freedom, you are all damned

us crew, we're all burdened, our life is at sea
we all live in horror, in our life that be
but at least we know, at least we are free
so onward we sail, through the ocean sail we

Needs some work but I like these.

this is good...your writing would make very good poetry...

Ralph