Interpret:

Running Wild

Album:

The Rivalry

He was born at the shore of Greenock in the year 1645 
Ran away at the age of fourteen, to flee from his soul-killing life 
He signed on to sail the wild-winds 
But he worked down his hands and his knees 
He stood his test on the waters, so they said he was bred to the sea 


In 1697, the "Adventure..." was setting its sails 
With the letter of marque and reprisal, Kidd was prepared for his trail 
They sailed the sea with the mission, to hunt down "Tew" and "Long Ben" 
A serious riot was rising, so Kidd struck down one of his men 
And he died! 


Blue-blooded men they fell from grace 
Piranhas eating their own 
They sacrificed at the altar of lies 
So fate took its course in the ballad of William Kidd 


The "Adventure..." returned to her hometown, Kidd was forced to defence 
They charged him with looting and murder, his patrons and generous friends 
He'd left his crew at St. Thomas, to guard his honour from shame 
But the lords they lied like a trooper, not to lose their own heads in the game 


Blue-blooded men they fell from grace 
Piranhas eating their own 
They sacrificed at the altar of lies 
So fate took its course in the ballad of William Kidd 


The lords testified their unholy lies, to save their own heads from the gallows 
They sacrificed Kidd, they took him for a ride, that conspiratorial fellows 


They judged him and they found him guilty of piracy on the high seas 
Betraying men of honour, you know lie and cheat as they please 
A case of judicial murder caused the death of the seafaring man 
Slanderous bunch of liars, to hell your souls will be damned 


Blue-blooded men they fell from grace 
Piranhas eating their own 
They sacrificed at the altar of lies 
So fate took its portentous course. What a shame! 
In the ballad of William Kidd 


[Dedicated to the memory of William Kidd]