Hey, Stede, how about married life?
And how is that nag of a wife?
She's still a bee in a Bonnet
The first wave out, I jumped on it
Because gentlemen don't play that way
I found a few ships for sell
Gathered up some men and paid them well
Wearing my finest clothes
I worked my way up the coast
With a gentleman's smile all the way
The shore on the Carolina Beach
I tagged up with Mr. Teach
Took captive Mr. Wragg
Traded for indigo, drugs, and money bags
This gentlemen preyed to get paid
Through the inlet of Cape Fear
Colonel Rhett, he knew how to steer
We replaced the heart and dagger
With a white flag, without swagger
And then the gentleman was taken in
Could this be the end of a gentleman's Revenge
Wells bled through the cells of the Provost dungeon
Allies and eyes on the outside helped me to get free again
But I'll be damned if ole William didn't find me on Sullivan
After rejecting my pleas
More than thirty of us hanged at the Battery
Left there to gently sway
As a warning, they watched us decay
And then the Gentleman was tossed in the marsh