People Are Talking

People are talking Stephen I ask you Will there be any purpose for us? Half of our battle Ships have been sold And now this new man Will sell what is left! He pledges peace with France, Spain and England He wears no sword at his side Will they release us? No sacred duty No use for courage, honor and pride! There is an evil sailing the waters Innocent people dying each day Murderous pirates hold them for ransom Stealing our ships and demanding we pay How can we conscience sitting in silence Paying their bribes and demands? I say we fight them, no more blood money Draining our courage and staining our hands! Stephen please try and be calm Only so much can be done More friends are coming Your brother among them There's no need to cause them alarm Stephen my brother, talking of battle I want to know the where and the when Give me a sword and I can then join you I'll be the bravest of all of your men! Yes! James spoken well! All here can tell Your words do you proud Eyes burning with fire Heart beating out loud Your time is near But not yet here Please heed what I say Your place is at home You'll fight another day I'm old enough now I'm almost eighteen I'll man the sails and travel afar Well that may be true But if I agreed Our mother would hang us from the yardarm Now we must wait and watch politicians Fight with their words and their pens But I will stand ready I stand beside you We'll fight for honor then!