Dead men tell no tales, etc.Īhahahaha! Aye, but tales there be aplenty in this cursed place.Īh, but they do tell tales-so says I, Davy Jones. (Boats descend second drop and proceed through grotto.)ĭead men tell no tales. We’re beggars and blighters and ne’er-do-well cads,Īye, but we’re loved by our mommies and dads, We burn up the city we’re really a fright. We kidnap and ravage and don’t give a hoot. We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot.
There be squalls ahead! And Davy Jones waiting for them what don’t obey. But keep a weather eye open, mates, and hold on tight-with both hands, if you please. Ye come seekin’ adventure and salty old pirates, eh? Sure, you come to the proper place. And mark well me words, mateys: “Dead men tell no tales!” Sit closer together, and keep your ruddy hands inboard-that be the best way to repel boarders. Psst! Avast there! It be too late to alter course, mateys-and there be plunderin’ pirates lurkin’ in every cove, waitin’ to board.
Boats float through bayou and past old man playing “Oh! Susannah” on the banjo. And remember, no flash pictures! Now off with ya! And no flash pictures! Prepare to make sail!Īhoy mateys! For a safe voyage, remember to stay seated with your hands, arms, feet, and legs inside the boat-and watch your children. Ahoy there, crew! For your safety, remain seated, keeping your hands, arms, feet, and legs inside the boat-and watch your children.
