Sammy Three Toes

Sammy Three Toes sat in the sun
Beach life on the run
He admired the girls in teeny bikinis
And kept the sand out of his gun

Sammy Three Toes was a stand-up guy
He looked each hit straight in the eye
It's just business, he told them all
Before cockin' a hammer and watchin' them fall

With two bags filled with hundred-dollar bills
He was livin' the good life, proof of pirates still
In his forty-foot cat, he sailed the ocean blue
The trade winds a stern', the lights of Freetown in view

Oh yeah

Sammy Three Toes sat in the sun
Beach life on the run
He admired the girls in teeny bikinis
And kept the sand out of his gun

Sometimes he thought of the lives he had taken
And prayed to Saint Julian for safe harbor and redemption
He gave to the churches and paid the señoritas well
He didn't expect heaven, but purgatory beat hell

Sammy Three Toes lived well
Until the day he was found
He heard it's just business
As the hammer struck the round

Oh Sammy Three Toes sat in the sun
Beach life on the run
He admired the teeny bikinis
And kept the sand out of his gun

Sammy Three Toes was a stand-up guy
He looked each hit straight in the eye
It's just business, he told them all
Before cockin' the hammer and watchin' them fall

Yeah, Sammy Three Toes lived well
Until the day he was found,
He heard it's just business
As the hammer struck the round



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Writer(s): F Steven Hines
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