Ye Banished Privateers - You and Me and the Devil Makes Three lyrics

[Verse 1: Major John] Met the love of mine, aye a lad so fine, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. I was tied down below on an old ship of the line. You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Verse 2: Bellows] Oh colony made, from the Dutch slave trade, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. Voluptuous and great was her rack of grenades. You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Instrumental] [Verse 3: Bellows] Not a single fleck, on her smooth curved neck, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. I had her released to the cannon deck. You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Verse 4: Major John] Oh, without compare, was our love affair, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. All learned to beware of me deadly stare. You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea [Verse 5: Bellows] Oh her cold round lips, they would hiss and spit, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. Unmatched be the weight of her iron hips. You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Verse 6: Major John] And me deadly bite, It struck terror and fright Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. He snuck from ‘is watch to me bed at night You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [instrumental] [Verse 7: Major John] Then our ship ran aground, we for shipwreck were bound. Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. I clasped round his waist as the keel spun around. You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Verse 8: Bellows] With me old fine luck, oh me belt got stuck, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. As we fell over board, down the deep we were s**ed. You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Instrumental] [Verse 9: Bellows] Now so dark be the scene, in this deep sea ravine Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. Oh, Be it the locker or fidd(e)lers green. You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [Verse 10: Major John] Aye here we be, on the bottom of the sea, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. Together with each other for eternity. You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea. [instrumental] [Verse 11: Bellows & Major John] Aye here we be, on the bottom of the sea, Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean. Together with each other for eternity. You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three, On the cold and billowing sea.