:03:02
* Murder in the air
:03:04
* One more time now
:03:06
* Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
:03:09
* Yo ho, hoa vo ho
:03:12
* There are secrets that sleep
with old Davy Jones
:03:16
* Yo ho, hoa vo ho
:03:19
* When the mainsail's set
and the anchor's weighed
:03:22
* There's no turning back
from any course that's laid
:03:26
* And when greed and villainy
sail the sea
:03:29
* You can bet your boots
there'll be treachery
:03:33
(laughter)
:03:43
* Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails
:03:47
* Dead men tell no tales
:03:52
(man) Oh, aye.
1 5 men went ashore that day,
:03:55
and only Flint, his own self, returned.
:04:00
Oh, aye,
and then old Flinty up and died
:04:03
afore they could get back to that
cursed island and dig up the treasure,
:04:08
No one knows to this day
who has old Flint's map,
:04:13
(all) lsn't that a story
worth the hearing?
:04:17
lt was the first dozen times,
:04:19
l'll drink to that,
:04:22
But who has the map now, huh? Some
black-hearted, squid-sucking buccaneer?
:04:29
Or maybe it's our very own Jim Hawkins,
:04:32
Eh, Jimmy?
:04:34
lf l had it,
my friends and l wouldn't be here,
:04:37
We'd be searching for that treasure, sailing
the seven seas on a five-year mission,
:04:43
boldly going where no man
has gone before, That's catchy,
:04:47
Not me, lf l had that treasure map,
l'd trade it for a decent meal,
:04:53
Think he'll eat this?
:04:55
Aye! Beware the one-legged man,
He's the one to fear,
:04:59
- We'll watch for him,
- Yeah,