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!