the island of tortuga is a haven fer our salty kind where sixteen undred harlots can help a mate unwind and forty odd taverns can quench yer hevy thirst each night all thanks to henry morgan the man fer whom we fight so join our band of brothers and be a lawless buckaneer or sail with king charles blessing as a privateer then come spend yer share of loot here in our dark but friendly port don t be a greedy cheap arse yer life is far to short so hold on to yer sabres ye spaniards ye sailors yer heading fer tortuga and the brethren of the coast so hold on to yer pouches to yer spouses and yer trousers or the whores of henry morgan will lure ye from yer post its a place to make a fortune on expence of those less fortunate a place to lose yer savings in a single bet a place for new beginnings a place of filth n self made men a place for early endings at best friends cutlass end the island of tortuga is a haven fer our salty kind where sins few every pleasure are eas ly to be found pick the poison of yer liking and let all other worries be tomorrow well go fighting the limeys on the sea so hold on to yer sabres ye spaniards ye sailors yer heading fer tortuga and the brethren of the coast so hold on to yer purses to yer boots and yer curses or the whores of henry morgan will lure ye from yer post or the whores of henry morgan will drag ye from yet post 