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Three years ago all my friends turned to
foe, and they left me here to die.
The treasure not found, they all put me
down, and they sailed away that night.
Three years have passed, I knew I could
last, my story has never been told.
I was with Flint, we all got the hints,
we'd be buried next to his gold.
Bones was Flint's mate, John Silver had
hate, he killed all the crew but a few!
When he returned gold fever did burn,
for search for the treasure ensued.
They left me behind. The gold, I did find.
I waited for someone to come.
How could you men bring these pirates
again?
Now we must run or use guns!