Dead Man's Sea Shanty (Audio)
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- Опубликовано: 8 сен 2024
- THIS IS PART OF A SMALL ONLINE-HOUSEKEEPING ENDEAVOUR AFTER THE RELEASE OF MY NEWEST ALBUM 'Gothic Whore, or The Novel Lyric Hunt' IN WHICH PREVIOUSLY UNRELEASED ('contempt.' and 'does it sound familiar?') AND GROUPED (Light & Night, The Mind Electric, Gothic Whore) SONGS ARE TO BE MADE MORE CONVENIENT TO LISTEN TO FOR THOSE WHO LISTEN THROUGH RUclips.
NOT NEW CONTENT, JUST MORE CONVENIENT VERSIONS OF MY CONTENT FOR SOME.
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FIFTEEN MEN ON A DEAD MAN'S CHEST!! YO-HO-HO, AND A BOTTLE OF RUM!!!
DRINK AND THE DEVIL 'AD DONE FOR THE REST!!! YO-HO-HO, AND A BOTTLE OF RUM!!!!
hawkins' my name ‼️‼️
@@1337ik_ NO GLORY BUT NO SHAME 🗣🗣🗣
JUST A HUMBLE YOUNG BAR MAN WITH A GLINT IN MY EYE 🗣❗❗❗❗❗
DAWKINS MIGHT CLAIM A MAN IS ONE IN THE SAME 🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️
Im readin this book in reading class, and holy shit this song keeps me the only mf that knows whats happening
Cleary sailor tales told in the ancient ways no longer holds its former romance for the wiser youth of today.
Oh, ya bastard… How’s this ruddy old thing work, anyway?
Right! Ya bastards, gather ‘round. We ain’t got all day.
You know the one! And well, if you don’t, it goes like this:
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
Hawkins, my name. No glory, but no shame.
Just a humble young barman with a glint in my eye.
Dawkins might claim all man is one and the same,
but I’d hazard he’d never witnessed a dirty scoundrel as I’d.
The ensemble of the fearful, singing the bastard’s refrain! It went:
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
All through the night, broken by sleep and by fight,
Billy Bones sat alone with his liquor in hand.
Till one dusking light, when blue face became white,
and the old buccaneer lay dead with a black-spotted brand.
In pity, I’d thought it fitting to once more pipe up the band and sing:
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
I fled from the blind man with a map in my right hand
and set off to sea with an all-too-new crew.
Captain Smollett, Trelawney, Livesey. Long John, looking lively.
Adventure to be had - and some mighty treasure too.
Eyes on the prize, Silver fired up the guys,
and with a mind for the loot - and a tongue for the booze - they sang:
(Let’s take her away, lads!)
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
Hungry, wanting an apple, I climbed into that barrel
and I heard that blasted bastard taint a young sailor’s mind.
“We’ll be off with the goods. Off with joy; out the woods,
if you keep your trap shut and keep your faith placed in mine.
We’ll lay them all flat! Aye - you may lay to that.
And as we sail from those dullards, they’ll hear that dainty old line! We’ll sing:
Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
And sure enough, they had us, (that Silver’s bloody callous)
but in my daring escape, I met one old soul, Ben Gunn.
One more for our crew! I thought “Here’s what I’ll do:
I’ll steal back the Hispaniola and round the score to one-one.”
And to the beat of two pistol shots, and the memory of those Bristol docks,
I can’t help but admit, the report of my gun seemed to sing:
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
Now, God as my witness, I’ll admit this: I got cocky.
I thought I’d sneak back to base and regroup like nothing happened.
But instead, there lay Silver and his bastard parrot Flint there
to raise havoc upon the entry of a boy they’d flattened.
But as they hauled me ‘cross those hills, their bones were fraught with chills
as they heard the namesake of the bird - a soul that should lay dead and blackened! - sing:
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
“Cap’n Flint is long dead.” “The river man holds his head.”
The shook pirates finally took me to where the treasure lay low.
But oh… little do they know, young Ben Gunn’s the British hero!
It was long gone from its pit, and now our ship’s where it’s stowed.
We struck a deal, Silver and I; he’d lend his safety, I would testify,
and we shed the mutineers with our resounding old ode! We sang:
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
We fled, five good men… and a bastard that lucked to be near them,
right back home to old Blighty, with a glint in our eye.
All but that scoundrel, that is. He took off, and he took his.
And as he did, I got to thinking ‘bout that lesser-heard rhyme.
“But one man of her crew alive,
What put to sea with seventy-five.”
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
Let’s bring her home, lads!
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest-
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
If sailor tales to sailor tunes,
Storm and adventure, heat and cold,
If schooners, islands, and maroons,
And buccaneers, and buried gold,
And all the old romance, retold
Exactly in the ancient way,
Can please, as me they pleased of old,
The wiser youngsters of today-
So be it, and fall on! If not,-
If studious youth no longer crave,
His ancient appetites forgot,
Kingston, or Ballantyne the brave,
Or Cooper of the wood and wave-
So be it, also! And may I
And all my pirates share the grave
Where these and their creations lie!
Genuinely one of my favorite songs in a while. Once again you've amazed me, Chonny Jash! I'm honored to be early to celebrate this ode to a genre.
Fifteen men on a dead mans ship, but 20k to salute a proper captain.
This song. Has been in my head. For like,, 2 weeks. Thank you for fueling the addiction! Here's to several hundered more loops!
thank you so much for doing this!!! i really don't like using spotify for music and youtube is just so much easier
btw gothic whore is such an amazing album, every song in it is really good, especially this one as im not too keen on sea shanties anyway, yet i love this!
New one piece looks good.
CHINNY JISH
Also totally unrelated but im looking into a new pc anyone got any tips
thank you guys my crew is gonna love the new pc
get a lot of ram. my first pc that i used for years had 4 gigs and it could barely open one chrome tab before shitting out on me. (not a pc nerd, don't quote me on this)
expensive =/= good
Don't do it while drinking rum on a pirate ship
@@scarlettetherose ram?! is that a chonny jash fan server reference?!
@@goldogemania6760 god i wish it was
guys give some tips to do the guy who needs a new pc (not chonny jash but instead wizardly9211 so have fun kids)
No
this goes so crazy algorithm boost GO
I have played with song twice for my friends. They liked it !
This song makes me want to learn the accordion
It's worth it, looks hard but a good teacher and dedication's all it takes for very fast progress.
3:28 is that the song of storms in the background??
I heard it too!
and kass’ song from botw too @ 6:44
It probably is, he did a cover of clock town
Yes, it is and I am going for it. This is like my new favorite song now.
happy song!!
This is dope
Thinking about prayin to this
Thinking bout praying to this 🙏🙏🙏
Is this song from a novel? Can someone please give me context?
Sounds like it references treasure island. Hawkins, Silver, Flint
it's a song about treasure island, using the few lines of a shanty we got from it as the main repeat point.
It's never put to bars, but the chorus is directly sourced from a made-up shanty in the book this song is based on, _Treasure Island_ by Robert Louis Stevenson. The two lines on the cover are, too, but it's somewhat ambiguous whether or not they're from the same song. If you want a summary of the book, listen to the song again.
Also, the outro is a reading of a note on the inside cover of the book.
SHOW YOURSELF, SINGLE DISLIKER.
Its long John Silver