To Golden Times

Ahoy my friend
We're hoisting our sails again
To golden times, Ahoy!

The wind that swayed from west to north
Ahoy, my friend, ahoy
Had carried out the pest on board
Ahoy, my friend, ahoy
We're on a quest to farest lands
To tell swashbuckling tales
Of plague and pest and squeaking rats
But never have we ever failed!

Ahoy my friend
We're hoisting our sails again
To golden times
And treasure be galore
Ahoy avast
We live to tell the tales at last
To golden times Ahoy!
To golden times Ahoy!

The wind that swayed us from west to north
Had carried the plague with sorrow's troth
On deck, despair in every eye
As whispers of the plague drew nigh
A sudden sway of winds and tide
Came rushing o'er from lands afar, It hit the sail with all its might
And brought the sailor-crew new life
For our quest to farest lands
Is coming to an end
And from the crow's nest had we heard
"Land Ho!" We shall return!

We're on a quest to farest lands
To tell swashbuckling tales
Of plague and pest and squeaking rats
But never have we ever failed!

Ahoy my friend
We're hoisting our sails again
To golden times
And treasure be galore
Ahoy avast
We live to tell the tales at last
To golden times!

Ahoy my friend
We're hoisting our sails again
To golden times
And treasure be galore
Ahoy avast
We live to tell the tales at last
To golden times Ahoy!
To golden times!