You were hired to be sailors And you swore you won't be traitors But what you did it was worse And know now I can't trust your words What you did is terrible sin Now the sharks will rip off your skin For you stole the captain's whiskey To want more than rum is risky Mutineers, mutineers they must die Mutineers mutineers you must die But I won't be so cruel now and Let you choose your own death instead Keelhauld or a swim with a shark Getting shot or a sword what's sharp Mutineers, mutineers they must die Mutineers mutineers you must die