Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul Yo oh ho ho! There are men whose hearts as as black as coal Yo oh ho ho! And they sailed their ship cross the ocean blue A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew It's as dark a tale as was ever told Of the lust for treasure and the love of gold
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides Yo oh ho ho! There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides Yo oh ho ho! And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum The Devil himself would have to call them scum Every man aboard would have killed his mate For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight A piece of eight! A piece of eight!
Five, six, seven, eight Hulla wacka hulla wacka, something not right! Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight! Hulla wacka hulla wacka, sailor man beware! When de money in the ground dere's murder in de air Murder in de air!
One more time now! Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones Yo oh ho ho! There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones Yo oh ho ho!
When the main sail's set and the anchor's weighed There's no turning back from any course that's laid And when greed and villainy sail the sea You can bet your boots there'll be treachery
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails Dead men tell no tales!