Many moons ago, in a faraway land We met an old man with a hook for a hand He showed us a map that lead to treasures untold He said: "I'll give ye the map, if ye give me some gold" For some pieces of eight the deal was done He gave us the map, our quest had begun We gathered our crew and set sail on the waves And we knew we'd be rich by the end of the day Now we're sailing over oceans and seas With a lust for gold and the power of steel
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