YO! HO! YO! HO!

We didn’t steal his treasure chest
Or kick in his cabin door
We’ve done a deed far bolder Than
a daytime raid on Nassau’s shore
But we’re in deeper waters now
Than any rusted captain’s keel
’Cause with Davy Joneses sister
We might have copped a proper feel

We’re runnin’ from the Locker, boys
We’re runnin’ for our lives
She had a smile like sunshine
But her brother’s temper’s knives
We dropped the heavy anchor
In his sister’s private bay
Now Davy’s got his trident out
And there’ll be hell to pay!

YO! HO! YO! HO!

It started at the sandbar
Where she perched upon the rocks
With hair like golden seaweed
And sun-kissed, heaving docks
The captain, he went overboard
Couldn’t keep his eyes afloat
He offered up his sextant
And a rocking in his boat

He plied her with some romance
And a long, hard taste of grog
There’s not much else to say
’Bout that crafty old sea dog
He softly whispered to her,
"Let me chart Your hidden reef
I’ll dive down deep and find the secret spot
That gives you some relief!"

We’re runnin’ from the Locker, boys
We’re runnin’ for our lives
She had a smile like sunshine
But her brother’s temper’s knives
We dropped the heavy anchor
In his sister’s private bay
Now Davy’s got his trident out
And there’ll be hell to pay!

YO! HO! YO! HO!

Next day the captain thought he might
just try a different tack
He inspected all her rigging
And slacked her sheets right back
He tested out her rudder
With a firm and steady hand
And gave her cannon practice
Till she passed out on the sand

He fired all his broadsides
Till the stars began to spin
Now Davy’s huntin’ for the captain
Who docked his vessel in
If you see a pretty lady
With a starfish in her hair
Unless you’ve got a death wish
Just keep away from there!

Hey hey davey… wait a minute here… I didn’t know she was your sister! How was I supposed to know? I didn’t check her ID! CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS?

YO! HO! YO! HO!

Don’t polish up her portholes
’Til they’re shiny, wet, and bright
Don’t batten down her hatches
Or pump her bilge throughout the night
The sister’s got the spirit
And a fire you won’t forget
But her brother is a badass
With a giant barbed wire net

We’re runnin’ from the Locker, boys
We’re runnin’ for our lives
She had a smile like sunshine
But her brother’s temper’s knives
We dropped the heavy anchor
In his sister’s private bay
Now Davy’s got his trident out
And there’ll be hell to pay!