Put him in a lifeboat
And said "Goodbye"
Good bye to Captain Bligh
A gypsy curse not gentle verse
By all reports no gentleman he
Spitting "Fletcher Fletcher
I bet you etch your name in infamy
When you touch land you'll be tried and hung
May your men breathe their last before me"
Banned from the ports
Damned in the courts
No more throwing dice on the wharf
There are those
Those are we
Slaves to the sea
A cruel mistress she
Heave away you rolling kings
Show me your mercy
Haul away you howling winds
Fill the sails and sing
In the wake of The Bounty
When they say the Pandora
Some swam out to her
Saying The Bounty left us marooned
Taken by boat by the ship-wrecked coast
To the new out-post of the Crown
When they hit the rocks more lives were lost
Poor souls locked below deck
Now it's swinging time
From Norfolk Pine
For the mutiny nine
When the storm had cleared
She had disappeared
And for twenty years not a work
Then a man named John Adams
Said "I'm the last of them and I saw The Bounty burn"
It was burnt, cinders burnt from the bow to the stern
That night there was a new sun
We drowned in rum
Took to the gun
And when bullets there were none
Sticks and stones