Black Sails
HARRY NILSSON, HARRY EDWARD NILSSON
Black sails in the moonlight
Black patch on your eye
You shiver your timbers, baby
And I'll shiver mine
A treasure map is hidden on your legs
Your veins are very close
Someday, I'll wrap my big yardarms around your legs
And sail away
I'll bury my heart on some island
And take you there someday to find it
I want you, I need you, I love you
No other man will ever reap your rays
Well, you're so veiny
You probably think this map belongs to you
But I'm so crazy, what can I do?
So raise the anchor
Hoist the canvas
Sail me to my heart