Sunday, January 24, 2010

Don't let your babies grow up to be pirates

yikes. In lieu of something relatively substantive, here's a counting song we've been been singing to the boy. We don't often sing the fates in the same order, and sometimes swap in a new one. He is too young to mind.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum,
The ocean gave one a sobriety test,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fourteen men left on a dead man's gold,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum,
One slipped on bilgewater on the hold, yo ho etc.

Thirteen men left on a dead man's money, yo ho etc.
One told a joke Blackbeard didn't find funny, yo ho etc.

Twelve men left on a dead man's stuff, yo ho etc.
One went overboard when seas were rough, yo ho etc.

Eleven men left on a dead man's jewels, yo ho etc,
One signed on with a ship of fools, yo ho etc.

Ten men left on a dead man's plate, yo ho etc,
One met a shark and an awful fate, yo ho etc.

Nine men left on a dead man's loot, yo ho etc,
One caught a yardarm in his snoot, yo ho etc.

Eight men left on a dead man's pearls, yo ho etc,
One of them trusted pretty girls, yo ho etc.

Seven men left on a dead man's booty, yo ho etc,
One caught the pox from a harbor cutie, yo ho etc.

Six men left on a dead man's treasure, yo ho etc,
One tried to mix business and pleasure, yo ho etc.

Five men left on a dead man's rubies, yo ho etc,
One got marooned on a beach of boobies, yo ho etc.

Four men left on a dead man's swag, yo ho etc,
One got cursed by an angry sea hag, yo ho etc.

Three men left on a dead man's pelf, yo ho etc,
One tried to take it all for himself, yo ho etc.

Two men left on a dead man's crystals, yo ho etc,
They faced off at ten paces with pistols, yo ho etc.

One man left on a dead man's boat, yo ho etc,
Couldn't singlehandedly keep it afloat, yo ho etc.

No more men on a dead man's bones, yo ho etc,
Now it all belongs to Davy Jones, yo ho etc.

3 comments:

  1. For a while we couldn't change Denton's diaper without, "What should we do with a poopy baby?" sung to the tune of "What should we do with a drunken sailor?"

    "Scrub his butt with a brillo pad"
    "Hose him off with a pressure washer"
    "Psst psst psst goes the pressure washer"

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  2. heh. We've tried that, as well as "Changing the Diaper" (Waltzing Matilda), and "Mystery Diaper Theater 3000" for when we suspect to see something really bad. I honestly can't tell if this improves his mood or not, but it's good for ours.

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  3. That song sounds reminds me of a reality TV program like Survivor... "Pirate number 7, you are the weakest link. Walk the plank." Maybe that's just me.

    Also, fascinating, your blog doesn't allow two spaces after a period.

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