"The Phantom Sea" lyrics

Heave, ho
Heave, ho
On this eerie night, we row
Where the dead rise to tell
The tale of old Keelhaul Joe
Through the Phantom Sea we go

The waves, they whisper secrets of a crew who met their fate
In the depths of Jones's locker, where the cursed congregate
The storm that claimed their galleon now rages in their souls
Compelled by hellish purpose, reaping vengeance from below

Heave, ho
Heave, ho
On this eerie night, we row
Where the dead rise to tell
The tale of old Keelhaul Joe
Through the Phantom Sea we go

Old Joe's eyes are hollow, and his breath a chilling mist
His frame torn asunder with iron shackles on his wrists
They say he wields a cutlass sharpened on the keel's teeth
Of the ship that condemned him and his crew to drink the sea

Heave, ho
Heave, ho
On this eerie night, we row
Where the dead rise to tell
The tale of old Keelhaul Joe
Through the Phantom Sea we go

Oh, oh
Beware old Keelhaul Joe
Ooo
Beware old Keelhaul Joe
Don't catch yourself sleeping
It's blood that he's seeking
He'll drag you down below
Keelhaul Joe

Heave, ho
Heave, ho
On this eerie night, we row
Where the dead rise to tell
The tale of old Keelhaul Joe
Through the Phantom Sea we go

So if you hear him screaming through the shallows of the eve
Better pray your souls escape the retribution that he seeks

Heave, ho
Heave, ho
On this eerie night, we row
Where the dead rise to tell
The tale of old Keelhaul Joe
Through the Phantom Sea we go