The Curse Of Monkey Island - A Pirate I Was Meant To Be chords by Game Music 🎮

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: Bm

Difficulty: Novice

Verse:
Bm
We're a band of vicious pirates
G
A-sailin' out to sea
         D
When you hear our gentle singing
          F#
You'll be sure to turn and flee
F#
(Oh, this is just ridiculous.)

Bm G F#
Bm G F#

Break:
Bm
Come on, men! We've got to recover that map
     G                                F#
That pirate will be done for, when he falls into our trap

Verse:
Bm
We're a club of tuneful rovers
       G
We can sing in every clef
       D
We can even hit the high notes
     F#
It's just too bad we're tone deaf

Chorus:
  Bm
A pirate I was meant to be
G                  F#
Trim the sails and roam the sea

G D F#
G D F#

Break:
Bm
Let's go defeat that evil pirate
   G                                 F#
We know he's sure to lose, 'cause we know just where to fire at

Verse:
Bm
We're thieving balladeers.
  G
A gang of cutthroat mugs.
   D
To fight us off ye don't need guns
     F#
Just really good ear-plugs

Chorus:
  Bm
A pirate i was meant to be
G                  F#
Trim the sails and roam the sea

G D F#
G D F#

Break:
Bm
All right, crew, let's get to work
      G                            F#
Our vocation is a thing we love, a thing we'd never shirk.

Verse:
Bm
We'll fight you in the harbor.
      G
We'll battle you on land.
         D
But when you meet singing pirates
           F#
They'll be more than you can stand.
F#
(Ooooh! That was a good one!) (No, it wasn't.)

Bm G F#
Bm G F#

Break:
Bm
No time for song! We've got to move
    G                            F#
The battle will be long, but our courage we will prove

Verse:
        Bm
We're a pack o' scurvy sea-dogs.
        G
Have we pity? Not a dram
   D
We all eat roasted garlic
          F#
Then sing from the diaphragm

Chorus:
  Bm
A pirate i was meant to be
G                  F#
Trim the sails and roam the sea

G D F#
G D F#

Break:
Bm
Less singing, more sailing.
     G                                F#
When we defeat our wicked foe, in his ship he will be bailing

Verse:
Bm
If ye try ta fight us
         G
You will get a nasty whackin'
      D
If ya disrespect our singin'
        F#
We will feed ya to a kraken!

Chorus:
  Bm
A pirate i was meant to be
G                  F#
Trim the sails and roam the sea

G D F#
G D F#

Break:
Bm
I'm getting so sick of you guys and your rhyming.
      G                             F#
We're ready to set sail, though the cannons need a-priming.

Verse:
      Bm
We're troublesome corsairs
          G
And we've come to steal your treasures
         D
We would shoot you on the downbeat
       F#
But we have to rest five measures.

Chorus:
  Bm
A pirate i was meant to be
G                  F#
Trim the sails and roam the sea

G D F#
G D F#

Break:
Bm
Stop! Stop! Stop!
    G                                  F#
The brass is what we'll polish and the deck is what we'll mop.

Verse:
    Bm
You say you're nasty pirates,
          G
Scheming, thieving, bad bushwhackers,
     D
From what I've seen I tell you
           F#
You're not pirates, you're just slackers!

Chorus:
  Bm
A pirate i was meant to be
G                  F#
Trim the sails and roam the sea

G D F#
G D F#

Break:
Bm
We'll surely avoid scurvy if we all eat an orange.

Outro:
G
And... Um...
G7
Well... Err...
F#
Door hinge?
F#7
No, no...
N.C.
Guess the song's over, then.
N.C.
Guess so.
N.C.
Okay, back to work.
                                      Bm
Well gee. I feel a little guilty, now.