Ship, ship, what a tip, old and rusty, cold and dusty.

Pirates used to climb aboard, yo ho they’d shout and go abroad. That happened in the olden days, but now we all have different ways. The scurvy pirates could dance and sing, they didn’t need a wealthy king.

Now the ship lays on the rocks, Oh I wish I could turn back the clocks. Brave people explore the ship, even though there’s a chance they could slip.

Listen listen, heres a tip, it really is a haunted ghost ship! Beware beware, and please take care. Please promise me that you’ll never go there!