To Glory We Steer

by Micky Slinger

When the hands were raised by the morning light
With a “deck there starboard enemy in sight”
By the Devil’s eye they’re in for a fight
So hoist our colors true…

Sailing hard and fast on a downward tack
Bearing 16 guns ‘neath a flag of black
Boys now there ain’t no looking back
Upon the sea so blue…

True, the sea was calm and the wind was fair
When the orders came “fire as you bear!”
To cripple the bitch and collect our share
For serving on the crew…

To Glory We Steer, Our home is on the sea.
On the fearsome Drunken Dragon sails our Devilish company.
To Glory We Steer, to die or to be free.
To Glory We Steer…

With the first volley like a toppling crown
Her whole main yard came crashing down
Like an eager harlot’s evening gown
And her mizzen split in two…

Then through the smoke came her reply
A ragged tattoo shook the pale blue sky
“helm a lee” came the bosun’s cry
“May the Dragon get her due!”

We came about with cannons bared
Long orange tongues licked at the air
And the swivels caught them unaware
As the grape shot ripped right through…

To Glory We Steer, Our home is on the sea.
On the fearsome Drunken Dragon sails our Devilish company.
To Glory We Steer, to die or to be free.
To Glory We Steer…

Our Captain raised his flashing sword
And the call came down “prepare to board!”
The crew at arms reared back and roared
“The Dragon’s come for you!”

On the quarter deck begun the fight
With pistol fire and cutlass might
And their Captain’s face went lily white
When our master ran him through…

With the crew dispatched, we checked the hold
Found sugar, rum, and Spanish gold
A handsome fare for a venture bold
And the Dragon gets her due…

To Glory We Steer, Our home is on the sea.
On the fearsome Drunken Dragon sails our Devilish company.
To Glory We Steer, to die or to be free.
To Glory We Steer…