The Flying Dutchman Dance

When the tempests roar and the winds do howl Sailor's hearts tremble beneath the growls From the depths of the sea where shadows creep Comes the cursed ship that roams with the deep The Flying Dutchman a sight so grim With sails of darkness and a ghostly whim [Chorus] Oh the Devil Ship of Davy Jones With a crew lost to the sea where no heart atones To glimpse her hull in the heavy mist Is to know that peril’s upon the ocean’s list In the heart of the storm where the waves do crash You'll hear the whispers of…

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