Tell whiplash Charlie Wills
Jacks got a case of his favourite swill
Go and tell ol' One-eyed Pete
Grab his crew its time to meet
Send out the pirate call;
That it's time for a drunken brawl
We'll meet down by the dock
Round about 9 o clock

At Blackjack Slim's cutthroat inn
It's the dirtiest place i've ever been
He serves up liquor, grog and wine
A guarantee of a dirty ol' time
Those seven deadly sins are wicked for sure
Jack's got those plus eleven more
So swagger on down to the cutthroat inn
And have a round with Blackjack Slim!

Tell Annie and callercoat Jack
That there's gambling in the back
Tell Morgan when he hits the shore
There'll be rum and girls galore
Tonight no-one will get their sleep
When we're on our midnight creep
Gonna smash out all the windows
Gonna kick down all the doors


Tell kid, that ol' sea dog
We've got a hundred gallons of grog
Tell Teech the devil's son
We got a powder keg, just for fun
He'll break out his blackport rye
It burns like hell but it gets you high
If you've gotta run, sail, walk, or crawl
Give it Jacks pirate free-for-all


When the inn's full Jack will jump on out
Hop on the bar and then he'll shout:
"It's to hell we go for all our sins!"
So get in line behind ol' Slim
He'll open up all the taps
Haul all the booze in from the back
We'll drink and fight 'till midnight
We'll rant and roar 'till daylight

Chorus x2

Lyrics submitted by bazmeg

Blackjack Slim's Cutthroat Inn song meanings
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