Two Ladies of the Sweet Trade - Our Bellies | Winds of Wander

Two women pirates hold the deck alone while the crew lies drunk, then plead their bellies in the courtroom at Spanish Town in 1720. A stamping fiddle reel, defiant and funny. "Our Bellies" by Two Ladies of the Sweet Trade, from the radio of Winds of Wander, made for the game with Suno. Winds of Wander is an age-of-sail trading and adventure game on the real coasts of the world, from 1402 to 1799. In development, by one maker. All the music, with the words and translations: https://windsofwander.com/music/ Lyrics I left my father's fine house in a temper and a gown, I left a soldier's tent in Flanders, coat and all, and came down, We met aboard a sloop of rogues, two lads in shirts, you'd swear, Till the day we shared a secret, and a comb, and a pin for the hair. We plead our bellies, gentlemen! We plead our bellies, sir! Ye cannot hang a lady who's expecting, as it were! We held the deck off Jamaica's coast while the whole crew lay drunk, So write it in thy book, my lord, and stow it in thy trunk! The King's sloop came upon us in the dark with shot and sword, The captain and his merry men were snoring on the boards, So we two held the deck alone and fired down the hatch, So we two held the deck alone and fired down the hatch, To wake the heroes up to fight... They didn't stir a scratch. I called them names. She called them names. The names were not polite. (Ho!) "The prisoners shall be taken hence to the place of execution, and there hanged by the neck until..." "My lord. A word." "Two words." "We're expecting!" "Expecting... what?" "Not thee, my lord." They let me see the captain in his cell before the dawn, He wept, "Anne, love, say something kind." I said, "I'll say it plain: I'm sorry, Jack, to see thee here, but I'll not weep and fawn, Hadst thou fought like a man, thou needst not hang like a dog." Amen. So here's to two in petticoats who fought while brave men snored, Who beat the King at his own game and never drew the cord, "We're expecting!" So we two held the deck alone and fired down the hatch, We plead our bellies, gentlemen! We plead our bellies, sir! Ye cannot hang a lady who's expecting, as it were! We held the deck off Jamaica's coast while the whole crew lay drunk, So write it in thy book, my lord, and stow it in thy trunk! (Stow it in thy trunk!) #WindsOfWander #GameMusic #AgeOfSail