You were hired to be sailors
And you swore you won't be traitors
But what you did it was worse
And know now I can't trust your words
What you did is terrible sin
Now the sharks will rip off your skin
For you stole the captain's whiskey
To want more than rum is risky
Mutineers, mutineers they must die
Mutineers mutineers you must die
But I won't be so cruel now and
Let you choose your own death instead
Keelhauld or a swim with a shark
Getting shot or a sword what's sharp
Mutineers, mutineers they must die
Mutineers mutineers you must die