I was a merchant in Venice
I traded life for dreams
But when things went wrong
Life was easily given away.
I was taken to court
But I had nothing to say.
In the name of the Doge
They sent me to jail.
It was like being back at home, back at home, back at home.
It was like being back at home, back at home, back at home.
The day I stepped on board
Was the day they let me go
The work was hard but the rum was endless
I felt my dreams came true.
When I was caught sailing under Jolly Rogers
The sun was shinin' but the sea was gray.
In the name of the king
They sent me to jail.

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