Remembering back when I was a kid I'd sneak down to the docks I'd watch the old men carving wood I'd watch the sailors tying knots But the thing I remember best Was grey-haired old Patch Eye And the stories that he'd tell me about His younger days as we Watched the ships go by
He'd talk about his missing eye He would talk about his wooden leg But he'd never talk about the old tatoo On his right arm that said 'Meg'
He said he was captain of a pirate ship Sailing seas both blue and green And he said that all pirates gots to have a patch So's they can look real mean He'd make the bad guys walk the plank The pretty ladies, he would save Then he'd take the treasures from the ship Then sink it to a watery grave
He'd talk about his missing eye He'd talk about his wooden leg But he'd never talk about the old tattoo Or brown-haired blue-eyed 'Meg'
He told many a story about his wooden leg As he sat there spinning yarns Once he'd lost it to a mamba snake Down in the Amazon Another time it was way out west In a gunfight, or so he said, but That's alright, a man's got two legs Y'know, he could've lost his head...
He told me all about his missing eye He told me all about his wooden leg But he took the story to the grave About the tattoo that said 'Meg'
He told me how he lost his eye And how he lost his leg But he never told me how he lost the love Of brown haired blue eyed Meg