(William Turner to his father) Chapters 1-2
by Destiny

You didn't raise me
Yet I praised thee
A good, lawful, man
And yet you ran
  I came to find that you were a scally wag
And to think that I was bad to brag
At first I didn't believe
But now I clearly see
  I was once proud of my name
But now it only brings shame
To Englishmen it brings fear
And pirates hold it dear
  You show compassion
In such a weird fashion
Yet it's my breaking heart that I can't take
Rather than my back that achs
  I owe you nothing, or so you say
So why does it hurt so much to walk away
Perhaps saved you can be
We'll have to wait and see