Testi Soundtracks :: P

There's a pirate known to fame,

Black Macoco was the pirate's name.

In his day the tops was he

'Round the Carib-BE-an or Ca-RIBB-ean sea.



Mack the Black

'Round the Carib-BE-an,

Mack the Black

Or Ca-RIBB-ean Sea.

Mack the Black

'Round the Carib-BE-an,

'Round the Carib-BE-an,

Or Ca-RIBB-ean Sea.



When he'd sighted a clipper ship,

Mack would board her and begin to clip.

First he'd grab the Lady's fair,

Specially those with jewels,

Those with jewels to spare.



Mack the Black

Specially those with jewels,

Mack the Black

Those with jewels to spare.

Mack the Black

Specially those with jewels,

Specially those with jewels,

Those with jewels to spare.



When he'd made his daily rounds,

Gals'd trail him like a pack of hounds.

Ev'ry night he'd have a date,

Ladies go to pieces

Over pieces of eight.



Mack the Black

Ladies go to pieces,

Mack the Black

Over pieces of eight.

Mack the Black

Ladies go to pieces,

Ladies go to pieces

Over pieces of eight.



Evening star, if you see Mack,

Stop his wanderings and guide him back.

I'll be waiting patiently

By the Carib-BE-an or Ca-RIBB-ean Sea.



Mack the Black

By the Carib-BE-an,

Mack the Black

Or Ca-RIBB-ean sea.

Mack the Black

By the Carib-BE-an,

By the Carib-BE-an,

Or in case you're not agreein',

The Ca-RIBB-ean Sea.



Mack the Black, Macoco.

From Guadalupe to Barbados,

Tornados,

Get them to him desperados.

Through all the Carib-BE-an or vicinity,

Macoco leads a flaming trail of masculinity,

And suddenly I feel I've got a big affinity,

And I'm "loco" for Mack, Mack,

Mack the Black, Macoco!