Deck the Deck

Deck the deck with hauls of Booty
Plundering it be our duty
Don we now our gay apparel
Though we may put you in peril

Deck the deck with hauls of treasure
Plundering it be our pleasure
Trim the topsails up with silver
And whatever gold we pilfer

See the blazing ship before us.
Why does everyone abhor us?
Follow me in pirate pleasure.
While I tell of Yule-tide treasure.