The last pastor pirate fell in the pulpit today
He was placed in the dock for the words they might say
They charged him with murder and offered one wish
Then tossed in the ocean for trying to fish.
Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho Dee Hi Dee
The Reject who bled out for you and for me.
Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho Dee Hi Dee
His courage now drifting alone on the sea.
Santiago and Fantine, both offered a chair
Two fellow pirates not under their care.
As the fog machine carried his corpse in the light
He stumbled down knob creek and swore not to fight
Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho Dee Hi Dee
His questions now pondered ten miles out to sea.
Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho, Hidee Ho Dee Hi Dee
He’s a strawman that walks just like you and like me.
To the last Pastor Pirate… we all raise a glass
A Father, and Brother, whose time has now passed.
Hidee Ho, Dumpy Oh, Tweedle Dum Tweedle Dee
This song is for someone that we didn’t see.
To be read in the style of Tom Waits