Stay away from that forsaken place Do not seek it, look upon its face Cold men's plunder, cold men's coin An accursed crew you'd never wish to join Don't unfold the rotting yellow map From its path there is no turning back Reach for the bottle, stow away the fear When it whispers softly 'come and join us here' Golden treasure glints beneath the moon Hear it murmer 'come and take me soon' When dry bones stir and dead bones crack Make all haste and never look back If you hear a hollow laugh If you hear a knocking staff If you hear a jawbone click Take to your toes and run away quick When the sea winds start to rise and shriek Phantom fingers brush across your cheek Throw a few more logs onto the stove Turn away from the dead man's cove Sail away, sail away before the darkness falls Sail away, sail away when phantom voices call Sail away when withered hands reach to sound the bell The compass says we're five points west of hell