welcome to tortuga
Singer:ye banished privateers
the island of tortuga is a haven fer our salty kind
where sixteen 'undred harlots can help a mate unwind. and forty odd taverns can quench yer hevy thirst each night
all thanks to henry morgan
the man fer whom we fight. so join our band of brothers and be a lawless buckaneer
or sail with king charles' blessing
come spend yer share of loot here
in our dark but friendly port
don't be a greedy cheap-arse
yer life is far to short. so hold on to yer sabres
yer heading fer tortuga and the brethren of the coast. so hold on to yer pouches
or the whores of henry morgan will drag ye from yer post
it's a place to make a fortune
on expence of those less fortunate
a place to lose yer savings
in a single night. a place for new beginnings
a place of filth 'n' self-made men
a place for early endings
at best friends cutlass' end. the island of tortuga
is a haven fer our salty kind
where sins few every pleasure
are eas'ly to be found. pick the poison of yer liking
and let all other worries be
tomorrow well go fighting
yer heading fer tortuga and the brethren of the coast. so hold on to yer purses
or the whores of henry morgan will drag ye from yer post
or the whores of henry morgan will drag ye from yet post!