no survivors then where do the stories come from #8

Cotton his parrot and the little chap met up with Barbosa and crew on the Pearl. The tide had risen around the ship . The crew on the long boat rejoined them . Elizabeth, Will and his crew manned the Dutchman.Barbosa gave the orders "There's no going back now me hearties !,after all 'tis Jack's plan"."Aye cried the crews and they sailed off for the Isle de Muerte .Although sad at having lost Jack the Pirates were jolly and buried the Treasure safely.Will went back to sea to sail dead souls.And Elizabeth drank rum with Barbosa and the others in an Inn by the docks of the Isle de Muerte. "Here's to Jack",they cried saluting and clanking rum mugs together .All in good merriment they sang "Yo ho yo ho a pirates life for me".with a smile and a cheer Elizabeth looked up from her mug and all eyes followed her stare.A shadow had appeared in the doorway. Puzzled they all asked "Jack, how did you?"."Sea Turtles mate",Jack grinned .
Jack pulled out a bottle of rum from his coat drank and passed it 'round and the crew sang queitly.




FIFTEEN MEN AND A BOTTLE OF RUM!

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
fifteen men on a dead mans chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil be done with the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The mate was fixed by the boson's pike
The boson brained with a marlinspike
And the cookeys throat was marked
belike
It had been gripped in fingers ten
And there they lay.all good dead
men
Like break of day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of the whole ships list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullions axe in his cheek and
shore
And the scullion he was stabbed four times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped all day long in up-starring-eyes
At murk sunset and at foul sunrise...
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was cutlass swipe or an ounce of
lead
Or a yawning hole in a battered head
And the scupplers 'glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes!
All lookouts clasped on paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man Jack could ha' sailed with old pew
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spainish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold
And there they lay there that had took the plum
With sightless glare and there lips struck dumd
Whiene shared all by rule of thumb
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men on a dead mans chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil be done with the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawsers bight
And we heaved 'em over out of sight
With a Yo-heave-ho and a fare-you-well!
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell...
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!