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An excellent song, for a grass-chewer. But you know this cannot go unanswered! Have at ye!

Bottle Capped in Black
I was standin' in me quarters just this mornin'
Without a thought of worry or of care
When I saw a vessel comin' up behind me
While seabirds played and frolicked in the air.

They rang a bell and hollered out a greeting
It was me dear friend, Calico Cat Jack
But he well knew the sorrow that he brought me
When he handed me a bottle capped in black.

Oh, eagerly I took the bottle from him
I read the label, this is what it said:
"Drink me up, friend, I'm stolen from the hoofers
Drink me up, friend, and nothin' makes you dead."

I took a swig and saved some for me mateys
We'd rule the seas and all would live in dread
But the bottle that I drank of just this mornin'
Is raisin' Cane with somethin' in me head.

The last thing that I remember clearly
Was feeling curly locks upon me back
Me eyes are blurred, me poor old head is fuzzy
The Devil take that bottle capped in black.

Forget that time I sent the Navy for you
You know I didn't mean it, don't you, Jack?
But how could I deserve a fate like this one,
Why me to give that bottle capped in black?

I love both of these!

These are indeed great!