[Verse 1]
Like a ghost on the wind
He comes from the sea
And trembles the foe
Like a storm on the lee
[Verse 2]
With swashbuckling swagger
And a Jolly Roger laugh
He flies the black flag
On a whalebone staff
[Verse 3]
He has a black-patched eye
And a ring in his ear
And on his wind-burned face
A crusty-grizzled beard
[Verse 4]
With a bone-cold glare
And a sneer on his lip
He has a cannon by his side
And a cutlass in his grip
[Verse 5]
With a thunderous blast
From his cannon's might
He shivers the strong
And cripples their fight
[Verse 6]
He takes what he's lost
And turns it to gold
For He's crafty and shrеwd
And He's fearless and bold
[Verse 7]
Hе's dashing and daring
A fierce buccaneer
For the sight of his plunder
Pales many with fear
[Verse 8]
From East Carolina
Victories are told
Of the Spirit of the Pirate
And his Purple and Gold