Bosun Bill was known throughout the port
A truly dreadful pirate who was always getting caught
Not one scheme for stealing could he hatch
'Cause someone would spot
The treasure he'd got
And Bill they'd snatch!

One day Bill awoke lying on a distant beach
The last of his grog was just out of reach
He groped around with trembling hands
And stuck something in the sand!

He'd stumbled upon a part
Of an ancient chart
Stained and torn, the old map told
The way to find a stash of buried gold so

Bosun Bill, set out to find a crew
But everyone he asked replied: I'll never sail with you!
'Til at last, he plied a man with ale
To lend him his craft, a rickety raft
Then Bill set sail!

All by himself, Bill trembled in the dark
He lost both his boots and hat to a shark
He followed the chart 'til at last he saw
The gleam of a far-off shore

The trail led into a cave
Silent as the grave
Bill stood gaping at what he saw
A hoard of treasure piled from roof to floor

Bosun Bill stuffed treasure into his sack
He loaded up the boat, but he heard a mighty crack
He'd taken to much plunder when he should have kept it light
The raft and all the gold sank out of sight

Bosun Bill let out a terrible curse
He'd had a chance at glory but he'd only come out worse!
To this day, he's trapped on the island still
Not very clever
Worst pirate ever
It's Sun Bill!