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An Island in the golf of Darien Sandglas, bloody heart Flaying high above the scene Marooners with loaded guns Are still waiting at the quay A hungry fleet from underworld" Freedom" is the law they pay Concord and freedom No need for the holy writ Rebellions, non-servile Spitting on religious hypocrites Port Royal A cry of freedom on the sea Port Royal A cry of freedom on the sea [ Solo] When the " Oxford" hits the sea Slave driver learns the Moses law There is no chance, they can't escape They hunt them down and eat'em raw Gin Lane, New Providence It all is now since a long time gone But there are still descendants Port Royal's spirit lives forever Port Royal A cry of freedom on the sea Port Royal A cry of freedom on the sea
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