Текст песни RUNNING WILD - Port Royal, слова песни RUNNING WILD

Текст песни RUNNING WILD - Port Royal

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Текст песни RUNNING WILD - Port Royal

Hundred masts, thirty flagsAn Island in the golf of DarienSandglas, bloody heartFlying high above the sceneMarooners with loaded gunsAre still waiting at the quay( )A hungry fleet from underworld'Freedom' is the law they pray'Black Strap', rum and GinSexual freedom all the wayA rolling dice, an ace of heartsOne shall win and one's to payConcord and freedomNo need for the holy writRebellions, non-servileSpitting on religious hypocritesPort RoyalA cry of freedom on the seaWhen the 'Oxford' hits the seaSlave driver learns the moses lawThere is no chance, they can't escapeThey hunt them down and eat'em rawGin Lane, New Providence

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Port Royal

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