Rum Is the Reason
I heard Davey Crockett had a pint in his pocket, good whiskey at the Alamo
Now that Pancho Villa had a jug of tequila
When he walked the streets of old Mexico
While Blackbeard was fleecing around the hurricane season
He didn't quit because of a girl
Yeah, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
While Russia was brawling
I'll bet that old Stalin was calling for a vodka martini
While the world waited in fear
Old Hitler drank beer from a stein, eating sauerkraut and weenies
Yeah, down through the ages, as they're turning their pages
They couldn't drink the diamonds and pearls
No, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
I ain't getting much done, but I'm having fun sailing on the deep blue sea
My whole body goes numb from a bottle of dark rum, and the sun sinking down on me
My catch of the day is a tall Cuba Libre chasing down with a 12-ounce curl
Yeah, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
I ain't getting much done, but I'm having fun sailing on the deep blue sea
My whole body goes numb from a bottle of dark rum, and the sun sinking down on me
My catch of the day is a tall Cuba Libre chasing down with a 12-ounce curl
Oh, rum is the reason, I guess
Hey, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
Take it home, coral reefers
Whoo
Now that Pancho Villa had a jug of tequila
When he walked the streets of old Mexico
While Blackbeard was fleecing around the hurricane season
He didn't quit because of a girl
Yeah, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
While Russia was brawling
I'll bet that old Stalin was calling for a vodka martini
While the world waited in fear
Old Hitler drank beer from a stein, eating sauerkraut and weenies
Yeah, down through the ages, as they're turning their pages
They couldn't drink the diamonds and pearls
No, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
I ain't getting much done, but I'm having fun sailing on the deep blue sea
My whole body goes numb from a bottle of dark rum, and the sun sinking down on me
My catch of the day is a tall Cuba Libre chasing down with a 12-ounce curl
Yeah, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
I ain't getting much done, but I'm having fun sailing on the deep blue sea
My whole body goes numb from a bottle of dark rum, and the sun sinking down on me
My catch of the day is a tall Cuba Libre chasing down with a 12-ounce curl
Oh, rum is the reason, I guess
Hey, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world
Take it home, coral reefers
Whoo
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Writer(s): Toby Keith, Scotty Emerick
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